In November 2009, a self-proclaimed Archaeology Lifer found herself employed as a Flight Attendant. She's not sure how it happened. No one really is. Here's what happened next...
Flight Attendant: Now listen, I don't want the rest of you to wait for me, because I want to walk alone and cry all the way to my car...
A flight attendant with United Airlines (via ellyasabdullah)
I remember reading some quote or something or other that was something like “flight attendant, mother, friend, bartender, chef”….etc etc…something like that. I wondered if someone can point me in the direction of where I can find that or something similar. I am after it for a blog post. I suppose I could make up my own, but I would rather use and source the original. :)
Sooooo… while fiddling around on the stats tools for www.alwayslookingabove.com I noticed that one of the popular search keywords which led people to my website was “flight + attendant + spank”
“spanked + stewardess” was close behind.
Just so we’re clear…it’s not that kind of site, k? :)
FINALLY got word from The Airline. Yep I’m on the same flight home tomorrow morning, and I get to claim today as a reserve day, which is a better deal than I expected. THANK GOD.
Actually, despite my bitching it worked out OK. I definitely have a cold kicking up, so it’s a good job I didn’t have to do some 4 or 5 legs of flight today. It gave me some time to get some homework done, and I’ve been able to just relax a little bit.
Now I know for sure they’re not going to make me work tonight or anything like that (which was a real possibility) I’m going to hit the pool and probably go back to the sauna for a while.
Apologies for whining all day long, and for flooding tumblr with my posts. I’ve just been reaaaally bored. :)
Did those flights tomorrow that I flew to the other side of the country to operate seriously just get canceled?
WTF, aviation industry???
So I’ve been to the gym, I’ve pampered myself with a sauna, I’ve showered and watched an episode of Glee.
Now it’s time to knuckle down and do my homework before dinner and drinks with My Important Person and other crew members.
Naturally my hotel room backs onto the runway.
I CAN’T EVEN REMOTELY CONCENTRATE! Every minute and a half I hear the roar of engines and have to turn around and look out my engine to watch something awesome land or take-off.
It’s awesome, but it’s hardly conducive to a good study atmosphere.
Also housekeeping has knocked twice (both times while I was naked). I have no idea. I didn’t request any housekeeping. WTF do they want? Grr.