Robot Monkey Pants

With apologies to my friends with babies, but…

If you take a baby onto an 8 hour flight, do not expect to win any popularity contests.

If you take a baby onto an 8 hour flight in Business Class… you incur a special kind of wrath.

Posted under Rants and Musings by Stace 2007.11.28

Ti says

Speaking as one with a baby, if I’m going to be hated on the flight, regardless, because of my kid, I’m going to be comfortable doing it. Everyone else be damned. And if you think it’s any more fun for the parents, think about what you experience and then add trying to control a squirming rug rat for hours while trying to keep the discomfort of those around you to a minimum. Despite wishing it were true, parents can’t cross the Atlantic in a car any better than non-parents, and if I have the option of taking a two hour flight and inconveniencing 50 or so people for that time, or driving 10-14 hours with a kid, guess which one my selfish ass will pick
Stace says

Yeah, I get that. I’m just saying it’s kind of like a restaurant decision. Economy is Old Country Buffet, Business is like a fancy steakhouse. Except they lock the doors and don’t let you out. And if I’m going to splurge on a fancy dinner at the steakhouse, it really sucks when an inconsolable screaming baby is at the table behind me.

Thank god for earplugs.