With Six You Get Pampers
Ok, what, is Tuesday the Screaming Baby Special day? My last flight contained three of them, and that was a smallish plane, There are another three just in this section of the 747, although so far only two have screamed so far, and they seem to have gotten over it in short order, unlike the little tyke that thoroughly shredded my eardrums and my nerves for nearly two hours on the way to London.
God, I wanted to smack the parents around. The majority of the screaming was during altitude changes, so of course you, a reasonably sentient person, have probably already guessed the kid should probably have been drinking or eating something, to relieve the pressure in the ears. These folks barely had any such thing, just a bottle, which they hardly offered. Erg.
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