I recently flew from San Diego to Milwaukee, with a connecting flight in Denver.
On the first leg of my flight (San Diego to Denver), there was a family seated about 4 rows behind me. They had a 2- or 3-year-old boy who proceeded to whine (and I mean “whine”) very loudly for the entire duration of the trip. He kept chanting over and over: “Nooooo. Leave me alone.” I thought he’d whine himself to sleep eventually, but as we were leaving the plane, he was still whining.
As I rushed to catch my connecting flight to Milwaukee, I thought to myself: “Thank goodness I won’t have to listen to that little whiner anymore.”
Well, I was wrong. Not only was that little whiner on my flight to Milwaukee, but he and his parents were seated directly across the aisle from me. And you guessed it…he started whining right off the bat.
And he whined and whined and whined throughout the entire flight. And not once did any of the flight attendants say anything to the parents (who were both watching the in-flight TVs and were oblivious to the noise).
When the plane landed, and I was walking toward the baggage claim, I couldn’t help myself when I saw the family walking ahead of me. I sped up, and as I passed I said, “Thanks a lot for just putting me through 5 hours of agony with your son’s incessant whining. Have you ever considered that your allowing him to whine was blatantly rude?” Then I hurried away as they stood their with their mouths dropped to their shoes.