Something happened on my redeye flight from LA to Fort Lauderdale the other night that has me thinking about flight attendant life, external pressures, and assumptions. A young man came to the back galley, presumably to hit on me. He
Something happened on my redeye flight from LA to Fort Lauderdale the other night that has me thinking about flight attendant life, external pressures, and assumptions. A young man came to the back galley, presumably to hit on me. He