radio silence and stuff _______ like.
Sigh, life is boring lately, but in a kind of good way. I go to work, I fly around the country for a few days, I go home. I sit around home for a few days staring alternately at a) my walls, b) the dog, c) the tv, and d) my mother when she's home. Then I pack up and do it all over again.
We're in another slow flying season, so people have been relatively sane. (Well. That word "relatively" stretches pretty far. Let's say people haven't been batshit crazy lately.) Even my crews, while quirky, have been fairly normal. I'm even in the middle of my work week and not flying, which is a rare thing around these parts. Instead, I'm sitting at the airport staring at artwork which is supposed to be of downtown Atlanta, but I'm not seeing it. At all. No matter how many times I look. (Now that I write that, though, I'm beginning to see landmarks. Maybe I should just say it's a poorly-depicted Atlanta.) Also, while this seems like it's an ideal spot, being at an empty gate and right next to an outlet, there's a vent right above me. Cold.
So today, in between thinking, It's been two entire minutes since I checked the scheduling website! I should check again!, I've been reading Stuff Christians Like. I actually had to stop reading there for a bit because the TSA people on their lunchbreaks were giving me the "Please remember you're in public and stop laughing out loud" dirty looks. (For new-ish friends, hi, yes, I'm a Christian, but please keep in mind that, like this blog's author, and unlike a lot of other folks, I enjoy having a laugh at the trappings of an old religion trying to catch up to today's culture.)
I'd love to start a separate blog about Things People Should Not Do In The Airport, but I'm too lazy to first of all start it and second of all advertise to get people to read it. And besides, plenty of other flight attendants write online. Should there really be another? (Although, I've already decided that my first post would be a warning for everyone ever to not attempt to beat a determined flight attendant in a foot race to the escalator. We will win every time.)
We're in another slow flying season, so people have been relatively sane. (Well. That word "relatively" stretches pretty far. Let's say people haven't been batshit crazy lately.) Even my crews, while quirky, have been fairly normal. I'm even in the middle of my work week and not flying, which is a rare thing around these parts. Instead, I'm sitting at the airport staring at artwork which is supposed to be of downtown Atlanta, but I'm not seeing it. At all. No matter how many times I look. (Now that I write that, though, I'm beginning to see landmarks. Maybe I should just say it's a poorly-depicted Atlanta.) Also, while this seems like it's an ideal spot, being at an empty gate and right next to an outlet, there's a vent right above me. Cold.
So today, in between thinking, It's been two entire minutes since I checked the scheduling website! I should check again!, I've been reading Stuff Christians Like. I actually had to stop reading there for a bit because the TSA people on their lunchbreaks were giving me the "Please remember you're in public and stop laughing out loud" dirty looks. (For new-ish friends, hi, yes, I'm a Christian, but please keep in mind that, like this blog's author, and unlike a lot of other folks, I enjoy having a laugh at the trappings of an old religion trying to catch up to today's culture.)
I'd love to start a separate blog about Things People Should Not Do In The Airport, but I'm too lazy to first of all start it and second of all advertise to get people to read it. And besides, plenty of other flight attendants write online. Should there really be another? (Although, I've already decided that my first post would be a warning for everyone ever to not attempt to beat a determined flight attendant in a foot race to the escalator. We will win every time.)