Ok, let me preface this post by saying that 90% of you are fabulous flyers. You just don’t stand out, it’s the other 10% that get stuck in my brain. We (Flight Attendants) have a saying that passengers check their brains through security.I think this will become a weekly post, I have lots of dummy stories but we’ll start with yesterday.

I flew a San Jose, Costa Rica turn and on the way there we hit moderate to severe turbulence. It was clear air turbulence which means it came out of no where and we didn’t get any warning it was coming. Luckily, no one was hurt and it only lasted a few minutes. Well, on the return flight there was a family on board that consisted of Mom, Dad and about four kids ranging in age from about a year old to ten. Mom was sitting with the baby on her lap next to her ten year old. Mom seemed to be extremely stressed. Baby was a screamer. I get it, been there, but this is where the dummy part comes in. I was on the beverage cart serving drinks when I came to their row, I could hear a baby screaming but I couldn’t see a baby. This struck me as odd. I was looking around trying to find the baby. Then it hit me…MOM HAD HER BABY ON THE FLOOR WITH A BLANKET OVER HER HEAD TO MUFFLE THE SOUND OF HER SCREAMING!!!!!!! This is dumb! I have actually seen passengers do this with their crying cat or barking dog….still dumb…..but oh, my God. Hello???
I of course remembered the turbulence we hit on the way down and told her about it. She gave me a blank look. I have learned over the years that you have to spell it out for people and actually tell them what to do. Ummm, yeah, get your kid off the floor, she’s either going to break her neck if we hit turbulence or suffocate. Please, don’t worry about your baby screaming, flying is public transportation. Greyhound in the air. Babies cry, it’s what they do. The funny thing is, these are probably the same people that bring their babies to R-rated movies at 10pm and don’t seem to care about their baby bothering anyone then. Honey and I don’t go to the movies anymore because inevitably there is a screaming baby there but that’s a story for a different blog!