chickenpotpie, on 20 March 2013 - 08:46 AM, said:
It's funny....I used to be annoyed by kids on flights, before I had kids. Now that I have young kids, I'm not annoyed as much by others, because I "get it". That said, I think once my kids get a bit older, I will lose touch and get annoyed again.
One thing that I've found helps is to sit towards the front of the plane. Seems like the cheaper seats are always towards the back, which is where families usually are.
Regarding "touchers", I'm actually a lot more annoyed by people who brush by me in the aisle, especially during boarding. A lot of people are clueless as to where their bag is hanging on their shoulder, and end up hitting everyone all the way down the aisle with it.
Actually people bumping into me is one of the main reasons why I always pick Window over aisle. I am also only 5'7 so I don't have a leg room issue. It's funny, kids have never really bothered me on planes. I generally see the kid and then observe the parent. In many cases the parent is trying to quite the kid and do whatever necessary to ensure they are limiting the disturbance. What drives me crazy is when you see a kid being loud/disruptive and a parent who basically doesn't care. I realize it's largely out of the parents control, but at least try. I mean hey, if your trying and the kid is still crying/misbehavng/etc than that's one thing.. but to sit there and not try to do anything is another. I get annoyed with those parents.
One story I have was over the summer I was flying from DFW to Cbus. This was in maybe July and it was HOT in Dallas. By the time I go to the plane I was already hot, frustrated and tried from working 12+ hour days for past week. Anyways, I get on the plane and it's not blowing cold air. I get it but it sucks. Im hot. Once the plane gets fired up and the door closes they start pumping in cold air. I immediately turn on my vent and direct it right at my face... I mean it was like a cold wet rag on forehead. Once we take off this lady next to me starts to just straight up tweak. She's fidgeting, shaking her hands (like they are wet and she has nothing to wipe them on) incessently, and vitually having a panic attack. I ask her if everything is alright and she said yeah she's fine just a little antsy. 'Is there anything I do?' 'Oh no I'm fine'.... Ok... I fall asleep. I wake up to the lady turning off my vent and the guy next her's vent (she was in the middle). Like seriously???? My vent wasn't on you, I get it you are cold... why not ask us to turn it down or get a blanket or put the stupid coat on lap back on (why she had a coat in July in Dallas is beyond me). After about 5 minutes of shock I turn it back on.
It was one of the weirdest people I have been sat next to on a flight in a long time. Personally, I think she was on drugs and was tweaking hard. The guy on the other side of her pulled me aside after the plane and was like 'WTFFFFF????' ahahaah It was a long 3 hours.