Other passengers continued to endure Karen’s incessant complaints. Her voice was like nails on a chalkboard, filling the cabin with a constant stream of whining. “Why is it so hot in here?” she snapped, followed by, “These seats are like torture devices!” Even as people tried to ignore her, the collective sighs and eye-rolls were impossible to miss. The atmosphere grew more tense with each passing moment, creating an unspoken solidarity against her.