JFK was buzzing with the usual chaos—delays, long lines, and frustrated travelers everywhere. Then this woman in a bright red coat appeared, FaceTiming loudly without headphones, blasting her music, and letting her small dog relieve itself right in the middle of the terminal.
When an older man gently pointed out the mess, she snapped at him, “They have people for that,” and went right back to yelling on the phone, completely ignoring the shocked stares around her. Her attitude only got worse.
At TSA, she cut in line, refused to take off her boots despite the agents’ requests, and argued loudly with the coffee barista over milk options, raising her voice so everyone could hear. Meanwhile, her dog barked at babies, elderly passengers, and rolling suitcases like it owned the place.
People shuffled away to avoid her chaos, leaving her alone with her drama. When we reached the gate for the Rome flight, she sprawled across multiple seats, dog barking and still yelling on FaceTime, while passengers gave her dirty looks and tried to keep their distance.
