I thought this was funny, though not my typical approach to situations like this.
I was picking ds#1 up from an activity at church last night, and I had ds#2 with me. We needed to be outside the classroom door, and ds#2 was ready to sleep, had a long day, and was generally miserable. He started to tantrum about something beyond my control and it escalated to a ridiculus volume. Teachers up and down the hall were glancing out their doors to see what the trouble was and other waiting parents were clucking their tounges, etc.. I tried everything to calm him, sitting on the floor cross-legged and snuggling, nursing, empathizing, making promises about going soon. I would have liked to take him in a quiet room and help him pull himself together, but we had to be where ds#1 could find us.
So I finally whispered to him,
"Would you like some money? Stop screaming and I will give you some money!"
He sucked his breath in and stopped immediately!
I handed him a quarter, and he clutched in his fist and stood there quietly until it was time to leave!!!!
Am I AWFUL? He doesn't know what money is for. It wasn't a payoff as much a distraction. But you should have seen the looks I was getting from other parents!