Quite a few years ago I was on a flight from Atlanta to Orlando, it was a very late flight and then it was delayed on top of that…not a little delay, we’re talking 3 hours delayed. As you can imagine a flight to Orlando was full of families and that entails kids. There was a younger lady sitting next to me with a very small child, if I had to guess I would say maybe 7 months old. After waiting in the airport, and then waiting in the plane for take off this poor lady looked absolutely exhausted. The seat belt notification came on, she sat down and belted in. I had my headphones in, I myself happened to be super exhausted from traveling and lack of sleep, closed my eyes and settled in. I would say 20 minutes goes by and the baby starts to cry. In my head I think…aww poor little thing is exhausted. The mom tries a bottle, some toys, snacks…the usual solutions but baby wasn’t having it, she cried harder and louder and mom was getting a little frustrated. She was trying to take off her seat belt but couldn’t get it undone, so I took my headphones off and politely asked her if she needed a hand. With tears in her eyes she said, “Oh god, yes please! Could you just un-belt me?” I reached over, called Orlando Animal Control and unhooked her belt, unwrapped it and she smiled, said thank you and got up to walk to the back of the plane with her mini. I glanced around the plane and this lady a few aisles behind us had this look of absolute disgust n her face, she kept shaking her head and saying “Ugh, seriously, get control over your brat”…Im not one for people being nasty to others when its unnecessary, but not my problem…we ARE on a plane, so I turned back around and said nothing. For the next 10 minutes, the baby continued to sob, and mom was trying to hard to get her to calm down. My heart broke for this lady, and this poor little exhausted baby. The attendant made her come back to her seat, I could see tears streaming down her face. I turned to her and asked her if there was anything I could do to help her, she shook her head and apologized repeatedly. I told her there was nothing to apologize for, I was also tired and if I could cry like a baby and not be judged, I would! She smiled a little and said thank you for understanding. During this conversation, the lady behind us was still making rude comments and I was losing my patience with her. My new friend was still in tears and so was the baby. I remembered when my niece was little, she loved listening to 50s music and it helped soothe her. I offered this solution to the lady, and she said she would try anything at this point. I put the music on…very low.. and after about a song, the baby started to relax some, and so did the mom. Before song #2 baby was no longer crying, had her bottle and was relaxing. The mom was still upset but trying to gain her composure, I offered to hold baby so she could go take a break and she said that would be great and handed baby to me. Baby snuggled in, her breathing regained its normal rhythm and all was well. The mom walked to the back of the plane to use the restroom and as she passed the rude lady behind us very loudly said “Your baby likes a stranger better than you, Hmm you’re a treat”. The mom said nothing, made her way back to calm herself and when she came back to her seat, I said “Dont worry about her, shes clearly a mean woman and just being rude”, she agreed and after about 20 more minutes we landed. I handed her back the baby and she thanked me repeatedly. Once we all were off of the plane and waiting for our baggage, I saw the rude lady…in her Red Bottom heels, her Gucci purse and Louis Vuitton luggage and thought to myself….You should be ashamed of yourself, uppity woman! She must have felt me looking at her because she glanced in my direction, snickered and turned her head. To me, that was an open invite! I walked over to her and in my super professional grown up voice said” Ma’am, you are by far the rudest, most inconsiderate person I have ever come across and you should be ashamed of yourself, that poor lady just needed some compassion and patience, you are a disgusting human being”. I turned to walk away from her before she said anything in return for my own sanity and as I did I saw the mom and her baby, she caught my glance, nodded and smiled at me. Next to her was her (Im assuming) husband and another child. The dad was now holding baby and mom looked so at peace and happy to be home.
Moral of the story: Don’t be a jerk!