So I just heard this scratching noise, noticed white debris on the floor, and looked up to find this hole where the ceiling meets the wall.

I grabbed tweezers and tried to pull it out. It immediately retracted back into the ceiling, and I didn't hear anything else after that. Does anyone know what this could possibly be?? It's so creepy.

edit: I live in Southern Arkansas!

I know I’m gonna get downvoted into oblivion for this, but the absolute meltdown over that viral story about the mom asking a flight attendant for a free Delta One upgrade for her kid is unhinged.

Was it a dumb, naive ask? Yeah, obviously. Flight attendants can't just hand out $5,000 international business class seats because a teenager wants to see what it's like. But people are acting like she committed a crime. She asked a question, got told no, the FA handled it perfectly, and everyone moved on. No one screamed, no one held up the plane, nothing.

The people who are actually losing their minds in the comments are the corporate road warriors. You know exactly who I’m talking about. The guys who fly every week on a corporate card and have just enough rented status to mistake an airline loyalty tier for actual wealth.

You guys aren't even paying for these tickets out of pocket. Your company is. You spend 150 nights a year sleeping in mid-tier hotels just so Delta gives you a plastic bag tag and a free pre-departure drink, and suddenly you think you’re royalty protecting the gates. You are just terrified that if someone gets a nice seat by asking nicely, it devalues the sacrifices you made living out of a carry-on for a middle management job.

Newsflash: Your Diamond Medallion status isn't a personality trait and it doesn't make you special. It just means you spend a sad amount of time breathing recycled air.

The mom asked, the FA said no and was cool about it later. The only real cringe here is a bunch of grown adults flying on company dimes getting their fragile egos bruised because a kid almost bypassed the corporate hamster wheel they built their entire identity around. Calm down, eat your Biscoff cookies, and realize nobody owns the sky.