times in the sky.

so i've been flying a lot. and by a lot i mean the last 6 days straight. which is the most they are legally allowed to fly us without giving us a day off. so today, is my lovely overdue day of rest. most of which i spent in bed due to an illness that i believe was brought on by exhaustion, combined with a cough that just won't go away.

people always want to hear stories of the exciting things that happen inflight... let me think.

there was some sort of generator problem on one of my flights. not a big deal really. but we were told we had to fly slower so nothing would overheat and to "watch for smoke in the back". great... an emergency landing was considered but ultimately unnecessary.

there was a tribal chief on one of my flights with a permanent frown/glare on his face. he threw his drink on the floor in front of me when i wouldn't take his trash immediately (i was serving food, taking trash while serving food is absolutely not allowed, and it's incredibly unsanitary.) so that was mature of him. i was mostly in a state of shock and then walked away.

an old cowboy man from texas who i like to think was wealthy and owned a ranch told me i was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, and then later asked me to feed him a mint. i politely declined.

and then yesterday some ridiculously good looking guy, who clearly knew he was good looking, wanted a drink but didn't have any cash. he then proceeded to say "can you just buy it for me then?" not in joking way, but in a tone that suggested the thought that i wasn't just dying to buy him a drink would be absurd. i once again was in a state of shock and just walked away. what a tool.

my job definitely encounters a lot of interesting characters. some days i absolutely love my job. other days it's just work. but the difference between those two is much more about my attitude, and much less about the people I'm with than anything. and the flight crew. a good flight crew makes all the difference in the world.