Another rough day in the sky. I don’t even know where to begin when talking
about today. I guess I’m feeling a
little disappointed about the reality of flying right now. Working on the plane is a lot more work than
I was expecting and it’s not as much fun as I thought it’d be. I’ve had some flights I really enjoyed, but
for the most part, passengers make it difficult to enjoy the job. I thought we’d be out partying and seeing the
world, but I’m so exhausted by the time I get off the flights that I just want some
alone time and to crash at the hotel. In
addition, I’ve had some pretty crappy trips.
If I never fly from JFK to FLL again, I will be very happy about it.
Last night we stayed in West Palm. I had such a nice time at dinner with my
friends Greg and Michelle (love them).
It would’ve been great to walk around for the Christmas tree lighting,
but my call time this morning was 5am and the flight left PBI at 6am, so I had
to go to bed asap. Where’s all the
partying I see in movies about flight attendants??? No time to party when you’re exhausted,
mentally and physically, after flights and then only have a few hours to rest.
We flew PBI to JFK with no problems. Most of the customers were sleeping. I’m pretty sure I should start waking up
people as I go through the cabin though, because it’s Really annoying when I’m
delivering drinks to row 16 and 2 passengers in row 13 want something because
“I was sleeping when you went through.”
Know what that means? If I now grab
you drinks, no one else gets snacks until after I’ve delivered them and you
better hope no one else wakes up on my way back to grab the snack basket. Anyways, the flight wasn’t bad.
The trip from JFK to Ft. Lauderdale was freaking
AWEFUL. If I get stuck on this trip a
few more times, I’m going to freaking quit.
All of the passengers bring too much stuff for the overhead bin. As I mentioned before, it’s the #2’s job to
help organize and load the OH bins. I’m
too short and I have to climb on people’s seats to move things in the
bins. On this flight, most of the
passengers were really great helping me with loading. They were all really nice. During service, I wanted to punch
someone. Every passenger wanted a drink
and a water. Oh and Black Coffee means
they wanted sugar? Oh and Tea with no
cream/sugar meant he wanted sugar? And
light cream in the coffee means she wants extra on the side… and I want ice for
my water and my friend was sleeping, can she get a coffee with cream, but not
too much cream? Seriously??? I kept thinking to myself, “could someone
just punch me in the freaking face and get it over with????” As I’m bringing a lady in my last row a
second bottle of water (because my Entire section wanted a drink + a water),
she says “are we going to get snacks”.
So I responded “I can’t get you snacks until I’m done with drinks”… aka
stop asking for shit! Are you freaking
kidding me? Then people in the #3’s
section kept snatching at me – trying to grab ice off my tray (which I’d gotten
for my passengers) and asking for 500 things.
Hey! You’re not in my section, I
don’t care! Three ladies in particular,
started snatching at the waters on my tray (not in my section), I had to tell
them Hold On and I proceeded going through my section handing out water before
I came to them. Like friggin be
patient! By the end of flight I was
hiding in the back galley and refused to walk back through the cabin because
people were so crazy and so snatchy. I
was so freaking over it by the end of that flight. In addition to the people on the plane, the
other flight attendants I’m working with are having some kind of
disconnect. One of them in particular,
keeps going on and on about how they don’t like the other one. I don’t like the negativity, I just want to
like everyone and do my job. One nice
thing is that I saw Richard and Jennie on my plane! Actually, we had 35 crew members on board the
plane! I really wish I’d been able to
sit and chat with them, but the flight was so crazy I couldn’t believe it. By the end of this flight, I wanted to run
off the plane and never look back.
We had 30 minutes in FLL and had to head back up to
Providence. It was such a blessing that
there were only 87 passengers on our flight.
They were all sweet, not demanding and NORMAL. It was great.
I enjoyed it much more. However,
where on the last flight it took at least an hour to do drink and snack
service, it took about 15 minutes to do it on this flight…. So we were insanely
bored. Can’t win lol. My only bad situation was with helping a lady
who only spoke Creole. When I asked if
she wanted a drink, she pointed at a beer that the girl next to her had. I knew she didn’t speak good English, but I
handed her the beer anyways. I should’ve
known better and shown her the seat back card that lists the price. When I came back for payment, she didn’t
understand. It was a huge fiasco that
ended up envolving at least 5 other passengers and 4 people exchanging money to
get change. I ended up feeling horrible
for charging the lady for her drink.
I
wish I’d just comped it because of the misunderstanding. Now back at the hotel, I had a nice dinner
with the other FA’s and they seemed to get along better. Sheesh, I’m friggen exhausted. We have another super early day tomorrow, but
it’s the last day of the trip. There’s a
major storm coming through, so I really hope our flight isn’t cancelled or
delayed. Fingers crossed.
I can’t wait to spend 9 days at home J
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