Winning the battle

My mom used to repeat this story for me when I was growing up: cousin Debbie was a business woman back in the eighties. Once, on a flight home, she got to her seat in first class, and as she was lifting her bag into the overhead compartment, some businessman ran his hand up her stockinged thigh. She promptly set down her bag and broke his nose with her fist. As he was sputtering through the blood, she said calmly, "Now go home and explain THAT to your wife." They had to move her seat... but I think she won that round. - Jess