Today some fucktard sat in the bulk head, middle seat, with her child in arms infant.
Only 60 people had boarded the plane. The back of the plane was wide open. Annoying.
Please. Listen. Babies go in the back so we in the front don't have to listen to them screaming and crying for the entire flight (as aforementioned infant did). It's not that bad if you encounter a screaming baby on a plane every few months. But I travel twice every week. And I don't have kids. So it sucks to spend 5 hours every week on a plane (it's guaranteed they'll be screaming in the airport too so maybe that should be 9 hours) listening to someone's screaming child (or, like tonight, 4 screaming kids, two of whom were old enough to not be screaming and crying).
I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels that way. I was emailing with my friend Klaus about the screaming infant:
Klaus:
My luck with kids on planes is legendary. I prepared a letter on one of
my flights to Europe and handed it to the flight attendants. I couldn’t resist.
Luckily I didn't end up in zip-ties for
being a high maintenance-bitch. Of course this is an incomplete list and I forgot smacking on that list and guess what happened on that flight? ;)
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