I liked the tone and humor of this article much better than some of the other articles sparked by a recent incident where a mother + toddler were kicked off a flight because the toddler annoyed a flight attendant:
"…Here’s a related item: A recent online survey by Maritz Research claims that nearly three-fourths – 73 percent – of respondents believe there should be a family section on airplanes. The survey did not state whether those asking that families be segregated were people without children, who never want to be around kids, or parents with children who’d rather not deal with other adults.
Put me in the latter group. **I would like a section of the airplane segregated so that I don’t have to deal with rude, loud and disgusting grown-ups.
I would like to never have to overhear someone’s self-indulgent cell phone conversation from the moment they get on the plane to takeoff, which, given the state of airplane delays these days, could be several hours.
I would like to never hear a grown man curse at a flight attendant, like I did once when the passenger was asked to put his seat back for landing to comply with federal regulations.
I would like to never see a slob spill his coffee or food on the person sitting next to him, as I have more than once.
And I would like to not have to bear witness to arguments between couples who are apparently headed for divorce.
Sure, I have heard kids babbling, singing songs and playing games on airplanes. Yes, I have heard them complaining or crying when their ears hurt or they are bored. But that’s OK. I don’t mind. A world without children and their sounds is not a world I want to live in.
And by the way, airlines could do a lot more to entertain kids – how about making play packs available for various age groups? Or letting kids borrow Game Boys for the flight? Or offering sugarless gum to chew and pop-top water bottles to drink from to reduce pressure on the ears?
I don’t know about you, but my choice of a seatmate is clear. I’ll take the toddler babbling “Bye bye, plane” over the self-involved diva describing last night’s party on her cell phone any day."
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