I was working mid-flight, laptop open on the tray table, when the man in front of me suddenly slammed his seat back so hard it cracked my screen. I asked him to stop, but without even turning around he snapped, “Maybe don’t bring work if you can’t handle turbulence.”

I called a flight attendant, but she dismissed it as a “personal matter.” I leaned forward and told him he needed to pay for the damage. He finally looked back, smirked, and said, “Good luck with that,” before reclining even farther and falling asleep like he owned the plane.

I didn’t let it go. I took photos of the damage and asked nearby passengers who had seen everything to write quick statements. They all agreed. I emailed everything to customer service before we landed.

When we arrived, the gate supervisor was already waiting. The man’s smug attitude vanished fast, and in the end, he had to pay for my screen. Sometimes people think they can get away with anything—until the receipts catch up with them.