I like to think that I'm not searching for something to be lighthearted about as I crawl out from under my throbbing post Fat Tuesday's hangover of doom (thank you Patty O'Brien's), but how could you not get a chuckel at this headline.
The toddler is just fine so don’t get all upset. I’ll tell you what’s upsetting. Opening up the overhead bin to find a toddler there drinking apple juice out of a sippy cup. In fact, the MSY concourse B it's crawling with toddlers. OMG It's just like the pink elephants on parade sequence from Dumbo!?!
Anyway. Natalie Williamson was traveling with her 17-month-old son Riley and her now clearly estranged husband from Fiji to Sydney, Australia. According to Riley’s mother, one of the flight attendants, who has since been fired, picked up the toddler, placed him in the overhead bin, and shut the door. All I can think is that he didn’t fit under the seat in front of Williamson so naturally he had to be put in the bin.
While the airline is not denying the incident took place, it claims that it was Williamson’s husband, not the accused flight attendant, who put Riley up in the bin to play peek-a-boo. (Oh come on. Like you’ve never wanted to do that before.) The flight attendant merely joined in the fun. I mean, assuming the toddler’s secure for takeoff, I don’t see what the big deal is.
However Williamson, who says Riley was locked in the bin for about 10 seconds in complete darkness, claims that her son now suffers from severe anxiety and withdrawal. Because of ten seconds? Please. I’ve been locked in the full body scanner longer than that.
<File outrageous lawsuit here>
BTW if any of you happen to have Larry Hagman's liver donor list, let me know. I think I'm gonna need it!
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