“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
Ahhh summer flying. It isn’t for the faint of heart. My recent “easy trip” to San Juan was anything but. Delays and unexpected layovers, broken planes and broken plans, contract issues and bodily harm made this one for the books, and
You’ve probably heard me, or maybe another flight attendant, say that our job is not serving pretzels and peanuts, but is that of a safety professional. You might have rolled your eyes, and to be fair some of my coworkers
I think my job is the coolest job in the world. No, really! It allows me to live a lifestyle I love, to travel the world, to meet new people daily, to work 15 days a month and call it full
