Transporter 2
I have been... remiss in my livejournal posting. I've just been so busy I seriously almost can't see straight.
I actually was so tired last week I couldn't see straight...
anyway, the airline job is going well-- I like my coworkers and they like me, I generally like my supervisors, and most of the crews that come through are pretty cool. Though I did have an asshole pilot today who decided that I was the cleaning crew standing there in my ramp clothes dripping with sweat dragging gate checks up to the jetway.
The flight attendants are generally nicer than the rest of the inflight crew-- first officers are second nicest and pilots are the least likely to be amicable. I'm not sure what it is, but they're pilots and therefore they are better than EVERYONE MUAHAHAHAHA.
I got to marshal out a plane today, ride on the baggage tug, load bags in the bin, unload bags from the bin, chock the plane, and do all sorts of fun rampy things. The woman teaching me on the ramp is Crystal who is a pro, she's really waesome and I like her a lot-- she's really in to ramp and is actually as good as she thinks she is and thinks everyone should be as good as her.
We didn't have a flight until like 930 today so we sat in ops and watched a few movies and napped and ate breakfast and all sorts of fun things. I watched the last half of Transporter 2 (which, of course, I've seen), King Arthur (well, most-- I napped through a good bit of it because I just couldn't wrap my head around it all), and we watched bits and pieces of Tokyo Drift (Emily, I thought of you. Gaijin.) during lunch. Our EWR crew was delayed like four hours so they came and hung out with us in ops and snacked and we talked about the flight attendants in training who missed an observation flight yesterday which is a BIG FUCKING DEAL. Today they were most likely on a plane back home.
My sick is getting better, but my throat is not. It keeps swelling up so that it hurts even to drink water, which sucks because I had to drink like a gallon of it today on the ramp it was so damn hot throwing bags in the damn bin.
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OK, so I went to bed without posting this last night so here's the rest of it...
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I went to the doctor and my lymph nodes were ridiculously swollen. They were like, "You lived with this for four days? WTF?" So they gave me prednisone to help with the swelling and baby hydrocodone to help with the pain since it was really really painful to even breathe my throat was so swollen. I had blood taken for a CBC and a mono test, so both of my arms are bandaided and I had to go spend the money to get a smoothie to make sure I didn't pass out.
Megan and the No Good Very Bad Horrible Day
On my way home this morning, I almost died. I was driving from the airport and someone tried to force me in to oncoming traffic. I honked my horn and he still continued and then did force me in to oncoming traffic. I was incredibly lucky to have an early shift because if it had been later, there would have been cars for me to run in to. It really shook me up a little more than most things because I was feeling like shit, and then it got worse later because three other people tried to kill me with their cars and acted like it was my fault.
Needless to say it hasn't been an awesome day.
Anyway, that's about all I've been up to. I quit Bosco's and I've gone part time at the airport, so I'll have more time to catch up on LJ and my comics and my life in general and hopefully go home a couple times. I also need to figure out all the details for Scott's wedding, which is looking less feasible than I originally thought which is really sad 'cause I wanna go.
Everything will work out, though. And it looks like it shouldn't be too hard for me to day trade some shifts so I can go to mardi gras because I actually have a really great line and as of now I can pick up shifts for people who have a not so awesome line and most folks there will be happy to pay you back by picking up for you later on.
OK, I'm gonna finish my quesadilla and go back and fall asleep in front of another movie (or at least make myself try to-- which is why I don't think I have mono) and call my mom later on.
ciao for now, more soon I promise.
I actually was so tired last week I couldn't see straight...
anyway, the airline job is going well-- I like my coworkers and they like me, I generally like my supervisors, and most of the crews that come through are pretty cool. Though I did have an asshole pilot today who decided that I was the cleaning crew standing there in my ramp clothes dripping with sweat dragging gate checks up to the jetway.
The flight attendants are generally nicer than the rest of the inflight crew-- first officers are second nicest and pilots are the least likely to be amicable. I'm not sure what it is, but they're pilots and therefore they are better than EVERYONE MUAHAHAHAHA.
I got to marshal out a plane today, ride on the baggage tug, load bags in the bin, unload bags from the bin, chock the plane, and do all sorts of fun rampy things. The woman teaching me on the ramp is Crystal who is a pro, she's really waesome and I like her a lot-- she's really in to ramp and is actually as good as she thinks she is and thinks everyone should be as good as her.
We didn't have a flight until like 930 today so we sat in ops and watched a few movies and napped and ate breakfast and all sorts of fun things. I watched the last half of Transporter 2 (which, of course, I've seen), King Arthur (well, most-- I napped through a good bit of it because I just couldn't wrap my head around it all), and we watched bits and pieces of Tokyo Drift (Emily, I thought of you. Gaijin.) during lunch. Our EWR crew was delayed like four hours so they came and hung out with us in ops and snacked and we talked about the flight attendants in training who missed an observation flight yesterday which is a BIG FUCKING DEAL. Today they were most likely on a plane back home.
My sick is getting better, but my throat is not. It keeps swelling up so that it hurts even to drink water, which sucks because I had to drink like a gallon of it today on the ramp it was so damn hot throwing bags in the damn bin.
//
OK, so I went to bed without posting this last night so here's the rest of it...
//
I went to the doctor and my lymph nodes were ridiculously swollen. They were like, "You lived with this for four days? WTF?" So they gave me prednisone to help with the swelling and baby hydrocodone to help with the pain since it was really really painful to even breathe my throat was so swollen. I had blood taken for a CBC and a mono test, so both of my arms are bandaided and I had to go spend the money to get a smoothie to make sure I didn't pass out.
Megan and the No Good Very Bad Horrible Day
On my way home this morning, I almost died. I was driving from the airport and someone tried to force me in to oncoming traffic. I honked my horn and he still continued and then did force me in to oncoming traffic. I was incredibly lucky to have an early shift because if it had been later, there would have been cars for me to run in to. It really shook me up a little more than most things because I was feeling like shit, and then it got worse later because three other people tried to kill me with their cars and acted like it was my fault.
Needless to say it hasn't been an awesome day.
Anyway, that's about all I've been up to. I quit Bosco's and I've gone part time at the airport, so I'll have more time to catch up on LJ and my comics and my life in general and hopefully go home a couple times. I also need to figure out all the details for Scott's wedding, which is looking less feasible than I originally thought which is really sad 'cause I wanna go.
Everything will work out, though. And it looks like it shouldn't be too hard for me to day trade some shifts so I can go to mardi gras because I actually have a really great line and as of now I can pick up shifts for people who have a not so awesome line and most folks there will be happy to pay you back by picking up for you later on.
OK, I'm gonna finish my quesadilla and go back and fall asleep in front of another movie (or at least make myself try to-- which is why I don't think I have mono) and call my mom later on.
ciao for now, more soon I promise.