Ever had seatmates from hell? Meet the newlyweds who turned my 14-hour flight into a nightmare. They treated the plane like their honeymoon suite, and when they pushed too far, I decided to deliver an unforgettable lesson in airplane etiquette.

I’m Toby, 35, and recently, I was on a flight, eagerly awaiting the moment I could see my family after a long trip. Enter two entitled newlyweds who made my flight unbearable. I’d splurged on a premium economy seat for extra comfort, and as I settled in, the guy next to me, Dave, asked if I’d switch seats with his wife. She was in economy.

“Congrats, but I paid extra for this seat,” I said. “Cover the difference—about a thousand Australian dollars—and we can switch.”

Dave’s face darkened. “A thousand bucks? Are you kidding?”

I shrugged. “That’s the deal. Otherwise, I’m staying put.”

Dave muttered, “You’ll regret this,” and soon the chaos began. He coughed uncontrollably, played a movie without headphones, and scattered pretzel crumbs everywhere. Lia, his wife, then plopped herself on his lap, turning the flight into a honeymoon spectacle.

I’d had enough. I flagged down a flight attendant and complained loudly. “These two have turned this flight into their personal honeymoon suite.”

The stewardess, barely hiding her annoyance, told them they had to follow the rules. Lia protested, but the stewardess insisted they return to economy due to their disruptive behavior.

Defeated, Dave and Lia shuffled to the back. I enjoyed a quiet flight and a complimentary drink from the stewardess as a thank you for my patience.

As we landed in Los Angeles, I spotted my family and felt relief. I couldn’t help but smile, knowing common decency—and a bit of karma—had triumphed.