THE NOT SO BLONDE TRAVEL

Every time my boyfriend says he is in finance, people just nod their head. No questions, no WOW, nada! Then I say I am a flight attendant and people get excited.          "That's awesome ..." "Have you been ... like ... everywhere?"  " I have always wanted to be a flight attendant ... "  People are so nice, even impressed, and so respectful of my job. But then they get on a plane and they transform: they don't listen to anything I say, they act up and they seem to think that I make up rules just to annoy them. I promise I don't, none of us flight attendants do, and you don't make the rules either. So whether you think you have the time to go through customs or not, it is not going to change the fact that you are going to go through customs. It is not optional. So just take the form I am handing out. Even if you think you are too pretty for following rules ... And borrow a pen from your neighbor. I know you think I...

I will not complain about pouring Diet Cokes. Of course it annoys me that it takes so long for the bubbles to dissipate. It annoys you too, doesn't it? To have to wait an extra fifteen seconds for your Diet Coke while your neighbor already finished half his apple juice, but if that is what you really want, no problem with me. I have made peace with it. It is part of my job after all .... But I am OK with it, most days -:)  However, dear passenger, I don't grow fruits in the back of the plane to make fresh smoothies, and I cannot make an espresso at 30 000 feet in the air, let alone a macchiato topped with powdered cocoa. I couldn't even do this on firm ground sorry. So aside from serving you delightful Diet Coke and super amazing peanuts, and saving your life during an emergency, I don't have many talents. So next time, dear passenger, before asking me the unaskable, take a hard look at my uniform. Do you see a mechanic uniform? No. So why ask m...