It takes a fuselage to raise a child
Q: I was seated on an aeroplane in front of two boys in their early teens. They fought for most of the flight, kicking my seat repeatedly. I tolerated it. After the plane landed, one of them kicked my seat so hard I saw stars! I stood up and said loudly, “Would you please stop kicking my seat?” The kid replied, “I only kicked it four or five times.” As the family filed out, the mother said to me nastily, “Next time, be polite.” Was I wrong to speak up? — Passenger
A: When I was a boy, a thousand years ago, nearly any adult could discipline a child who was misbehaving, and our parents generally expected us to fall in line. This may have been your experience, too. Still, I am surprised you haven’t noticed that many parents object to strangers correcting their children these days.
Next time, speak to the parent sooner: “Your son is kicking my seat. Can you ask him to stop, or switch seats with him, please?” The situation may not end any better, but you may be less aggravated if you act faster. If the parent is unable or unwilling to control her child, ask the flight attendant to reseat you.
An aspiring member of the clean tray club
Q: My mother is 91 and lives alone. Several caring relatives bring her food regularly. The problem: she doesn’t like a lot of it and won’t eat it — particularly food brought by one relative. I hate the thought of wasting food and this relative’s time and money. There are a few things on her trays my mother will eat. I think we should tell our relative politely, but my mother thinks that would be rude. Thoughts? — Daughter
A: Here’s my take: A one-time gift of homemade food we don’t care for — a tray of lasagna or brownies — can often be rerouted, without a word to the chef (other than thanks). A friend, neighbour or service provider may take it.
Here, though, your relative is trying to be part of your mother’s care team. Let her! Thank her for the trays, singling out the items your mother likes and telling the relative that your mother has lost the taste for certain other things. I don’t think a reasonable person would be upset. Still, defer to your mother: she is older, not incompetent. If she wants to keep quiet, encourage her to donate unwanted food to programmes for the hungry — perhaps through a faith community or senior centre.
A doggy bag earnestly meant for takeaway
Q: I take my dog running with me. Shortly after we start out, she does her business. I put the poop in a bag, but there are no trash receptacles in our neighbourhood. So, I leave the bag on the sidewalk, intending to pick it up on my way home. More often than not, though, the bag is gone! One of my neighbours must pick it up. I feel embarrassed, but I don’t want to start a conversation about this. Advice? — Dog Mom
A: Start a conversation about this. I get the problem, but silence here is bad citizenship. If you know who is collecting the bags, thank your helpful neighbour. Explain your predicament and commitment to picking them up on your way home. If you aren’t sure about your good Samaritan, attach a Post-it note to the bags: “I promise to pick this up in 30 minutes.”
This article originally appeared in The New York Times.
Written by: Philip Galanes
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