Ok does anyone else get frazzled when sitting in row 4 and an inattentive mother arrives with her 18 month old, sits down beside me (husband across the aisle)- and then the little cherub proceeds to empty their "non-tippy" cup of orange juice over my Macbook-Pro and Armani pants and then screams loudly for the next 90 minutes, occasionally stopping just long enough to throw a wooden train in my left ear. I was desperately seeking to change my biz class seat for a middle in row 24 between a couple of 250llb fast food junkies. The downside of being EXP!