He’d already tried the polite route. He could try again. But what if the mother took offense? What if she claimed he was picking on her son? People got defensive fast these days. He didn’t want to be the guy who sparked a headline-worthy incident over a child’s feet.
Still, how many kicks was he supposed to absorb before he was allowed to be angry? He stared at the seat in front of him, unblinking. Then came another kick. And another. His limit was getting closer. It wasn’t just the seat-kicking. It was the buildup of everything else.