Confidential to Flight 555 Ogre
Note to the horrible lady on my mom's flight to San Francisco on Wednesday: it is NEVER acceptable to hit another person's child. In fact, you're lucky the child's mom didn't go all crazy and beat the crap out of you. I understand that you were ticked because he touched your red spiral notebook...but come on...he's three years old. Maybe he thought it was a coloring book. He certainly didn't think that some sweet looking little old lady would smack him. The mom made a great point when she advised you to keep your hands off of her kid...and suggested that you tell her if you have a problem with his behavior. But that wasn't enough for you, was it? You had to pick at every little thing this poor three year old did for the next 1000 miles. He was looking at you. He was being too loud. He was casting an evil spell on you. Okay, I made that last one up...but still. From the accounts of all of the other passengers around you, you were the terrible one, not him. He's a child. On an airplane. A curious three year old child. Couldn't you give him a break? One last thing...you know that you're a terrible ogre when a passenger on the flight has to go get a flight attendant to move your seat because he was sick of you picking on this lady's little boy. Heaven help us if you're a grandma...