Crying babies/kids are unacceptable @ the movies! At a restaurant, it doesn’t bother me. I don’t need all senses to to enjoy my meal. Sh1t, I see ugly people left and right @ restaurants, should I ask management to remove the ugly ones because, ya know what, my food may not taste that good. Get real. To be a little more honest, unless your on your first date, you really don’t care what your dining companion has to say anyway.
Uh-huh. Tell me, have you ever made it to a second date?
First off, what would make you think I hadn’t ? It’s implied that Ive had the experience to know that after the second date that anything he/she would say wouldn’t matter. Lastly, I was joking, even though I used the word ‘honest’. 
I can read just fine, asshole.
Tell me, what is this supposed to mean?
Your own words and the attitude they express paint you as the contemptible misanthrope you evidently are.
I would if I worked with people as genuinely fucked up as the pair of you. Oh, I know you’re both just posturing and absolutely full of shit, but the fact that you’re proud of it is what makes you so creepy and nuts.
“Well, I would yell right in a baby’s face!”
“Well, I would take you down and my wife would shoot you!”
And then you both kinda chuckle to yourselves about what badasses you are.
You must not get out too much. Probably because you are too busy chugging quarts of ice cream and composing bons mots as seen above. Not everybody is an effete internet “intellectual” of the type with which this board swarms. I’ve made a living controlling and modifiying the behaviors of people who can’t/won’t control themselves. In fact, I come from a family who’ve largely done the same: dad, an uncle, and an aunt were all in LE.
Now why don’t you hurry back and finish that container of chunky monkey before it melts and congratulate yourself on how sophisticated, smart, and enlightened you think you are?
Nope, didn’t post in that thread, sparky. Try again.
Extremely good. I’m hoping you aren’t, and will never be, any child’s parent.
You really are stupid, aren’t you? I never said I would tolerate it. Some people think there are better ways of dealing with troubling situations than screaming in the face of a child who is already troublesome.
Now, what would I do in that situation:
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Speak to the parents (which of course you did. Just forgot to tell people you did until you had been called on your bragging about assaulting a child).
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If that does not work, speak to the management.
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If management does nothing about it, leave. You see, management has then made its choice. That you don’t understand this speaks volumes about your stupidity.
I’ll say at this point this is a situation that has never happened to me. I can only remember one situation where a child was irritating me to the point it was affecting my enjoyment of the meal, and I spoke to the parents, and they controlled their child.
What if JSGoddess doesn’t like ice cream? Have you ever thought of that, smart guy?
You have relatives in law enforcement. Well, that changes everything. Tell your wife to shoot 'em twice.
(Chunky Monkey? In the morning? How utterly gauche.)
I’ve never encountered this sort of situation in a restaurant either. Once on a red-eye flight, which made me swear off red-eyes, but never in a restaurant.
Well a 'plane is different. After all, taking the kid outside isn’t really an option. Though it wouldn’t surprise me if intellectual giants such as YogSosoth would suggest it.
I’ve been saying the same thing the whole time. The. Whole. Time. Which is demonstrable, since EVERYBODY. BUT. YOU. gets it.
You still haven’t told me if you’re a retard or trolling. I’ve ruled out stroke, since you’d probably be dead by now if it were, or at least unable to type. Regardless, you’ve proven yourself to be someone who’s physically incapable of carrying on a discussion. Consider yourself blown off going forward.
Hey! Stop giving us misanthropes a bad name.
Honestly, by the middle of the flight, I think half of the passengers and a few of the crew would have been willing to take a short walk outside. 
I’ve been lucky that way - never had a screamer on a flight. At least, so far.
It’s miserable. No matter how loud a kid would get in any other location, there’s always the option of leaving. But on an airplane, you’re trapped. It was astonishingly desperate feeling.
The kid was about 2. Thank god it was a 3-4 hour flight and not overseas.
Thank Buddha for the iPod. Or Steve Jobs, whoever.
Nope. I believe the solution to this was stated in post 10.
Or my trip to Singapore.
I sometimes suffer from ear pressure on planes, even when frantically chewing gum - the ears won’t pop. It is horribly painful and nothing can be done. If that happened to a young kid, I could see a very loud and unpleasant flight ahead.
You see, that just isn’t thinking straight. You need to tell the air marshal that the baby’s screams sound like Islamic prayers, and then he will shoot the baby for you. Then you don’t have to go through that whole trial thing.
Never! I modify my verbiage for no one!
The unstoppable force has met the immovable object. Let the staff deal with it.