Some people (mostly just my mom) told me they didn't like my last post so I thought I should come back with a better explanation of WHY you shouldn't ask flight crews for free flights.
I'll start by telling you a story...
I finished a book a few weeks ago where the protagonist wakes up one day and has no idea who he is. He sits up on his bedroom floor and doesn't have a single memory of himself. His name is gone. He doesn't know where he is. He can quote lines from a movie that was supposedly his favorite but is unable to say when the last time he watched it was.
It takes him some time, but eventually, he creates a whole new person for himself. New favorite movies. New favorite TV shows. New favorite books. A new job.
It's a phenomenon that is hard to explain - hard to wrap your head around, but somehow, I envied him for it. As I read this book I looked around at my own life and thought about how different it could be. What if I finished college? What if I never left Indiana? What if these people were still my friends and what if I never ended that relationship?
If I had the chance to recreate myself from scratch, would I still be the same person that I am today?
Birthdays are so strange. I have never cared too much about my own, something about all the attention makes me feel uncomfortable. But this year was different. I don't know why it feels like there is such a big difference between 23 and 24, but I do know that a year ago today I was a completely different person than I am now.
One of my favorite YouTubers, Grace Helbig, created a video about the 32 things she learned in her 32nd year of life...so I decided to do the same thing because I mean really what a cool idea. I'll try to keep this list short and sweet but with 24 things it might be long. Not sorry.
A few days ago I was working a long flight from Denver, Colorado to somewhere in Florida. This specific trip I was assigned to work on the bar cart in economy. It was a long day. I was tired, and a little irritable, and not exactly feeling my spry self.
When a lady asked for a Coke Zero, I reached for the drawer of the bar cart to grab it. They're always in the back of the drawer, but the drawer was stuck. I knelt down on the ground and yanked and the drawer, but it wouldn't budge. I yanked harder and the whole drawer came flying out forcing me forward and hitting my head on the tray of the bar cart.
"UGH, I yelled. "I hate this Job."
Three years ago I made the bold (and crazy) decision to drop out of school, quit my job and move across the country to start my life as a cabin crew member. With my suit freshly pressed and my shiny wings pinned to my heart, I was ready to take on the world. ....read more.
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