Friday, March 28, 2008

Greetings From The Joke Joint In Minneapolis

We flew in on Thursday morning. There were babies-- with adult chaperones, of course-- in the two rows directly behind us. For the most part, the infants were as well-behaved as infants on a plane can be. But, for some inexplicable reason, one of the idiot dads thought it would be a good idea to bring a squeaky toy to entertain the traveling tot.

A squeaky toy... on a plane... filled with trapped adults... who are trying to sleep! As a non-parental adult, I can manage to sleep fitfully through the cries of a child. But not a man nor dog can sleep through the squeak, squeak, squeak of a little plastic toy.

I have to write to the FAA or the TAA or AAA and see if we can put squeaky toys on the banned items list. My only hope is that a terrorist tries to highjack an airliner with a grenade in one hand and a squeaky pork chop in the other.

1 comment:

Suzy said...

I had the same thing happen once and I just asked the mother to please make her daughter stop because I was trying to sleep. She did. And looked embarrassed, as well she should have been.

ANother time a little boy in back of me kept kicking my seat. After about 20 minutes of non-stop kicking I asked the parents to make their child stop kicking my seat and they were indignant! He stopped but every now and then would kick me and I would stand up and just stare at them. Eventually they stopped. Sometimes being from NYC has its rewards.