Worth It...
I’m currently on an airplane on the way to San Francisco to visit my daughter, Allison. As a flight attendant, I was fine with these four hour “jaunts” for several reasons. We only had to board the plane once versus doing four or five short hops. You chalked up more time on the payroll as most airlines only pay flight crews for the time the plane is away from the gate, boarding, of course, doesn’t count. The service was done once or twice, depending on the time of day and you could take your time instead of racing to get it done on shorter flights. Other reasons come to mind but are best left unsaid.
I’m a poor passenger in comparison to being a working crew member. It kind of drives me crazy to sit for an extended period of time instead of being able to move around. I feel almost claustrophobic squished in the middle seat between two people who probably wish the seat was empty so they could spread out a bit. It’s more comfortable if I’m sitting next to Allan since he doesn’t seem to care if I lean on him to take a little nap (or hog his armrest). I hate having to bother the person next to me if I have to get up to use the restroom. Whine, whine, whine….
I know I should be thankful that I’m able to travel, that I can get away for few days and that my daughter actually seems happy to see me. I just hope she realizes how much her poor mother goes through to see her. I also hope she knows that she’s totally worth it…k
July 26, 2015