Say hello to the newest purser, coming to a first-class flight near you! I told y’all a few weeks ago that I would be attending seven days of first-class training. (‘Five days learning how to use an airplane oven and
The sad news has come. Someone I loved has died. I had planned to post about my recently completed flight attendant training this week. To offer up my insights, my likes and dislikes, to take a shot at Corporate America
If there is one thing my avoidantly-attached, air-sign ass needs, it is CHANGE. And I’ve got just what the doctor ordered. I’m saying Bye bye, New England, Hello sunny San Diego! Yours truly is slated to be the next California Girl, and
Welcome back, everybody! This week I’m coming in hot with some more need-to-know flight attendant info. Namely, the things you should never ask a flight attendant. There are questions that every flight attendant hates answering. We may answer with a
It’s a mystery! An enigma! The most confusing contraption the world has ever seen! It’s the airplane bathroom. Sometimes it feels like I spend half my workday explaining to people how to open the lavatory door and the other half
Ice, ice, baby! The title is a bit of a misnomer. For one thing, though the decision was made months ago, the actual retrieval and freezing of said eggs happened just last week, a few days after my 38th birthday. And
“I’ll try it for a year,” I said. “Until I figure out what’s next.” This is what I told myself when I accepted my flight attendant job offer. That resolution was uttered for the first time in 2013, moments after
Hey friends. This is not the topic I’d hoped would kick off my 2024 blogging, but alas, here we are. Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you no doubt have seen the news of some major aviation disasters and mishaps