"and it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time..."
i'm convinced that by working at the airport, i become crazier and crazier everyday. or at least more tolerant of craziness. for instance, my dream last night:
because of a 14 hour delay for one of our chicago flights, passengers were given vouchers (which REALLY did happen). these vouchers, however, were slightly different. upon entering this "special" aircraft, passengers (only of the attractive sort) ages 20-35 were told to write on this board what they "wanted" from their voucher. their wants ranged from "5 hour massages" to "finding love" to blow jobs. all of these vouchered wants had to be catered to. ALL OF THEM. that was my dream.
then i thought to myself. what if there really were these "special" airplanes were people like prostituted themselves out and granted wishes like genies. how crazy would that be? i'm sure it's got to happen somewhere. right?
gah. so this is what i mean. CRAZY. anyways. working at the airport is going really well. of course i deal with those rude assholes who bitch about being RANDOMLY selected for extra security screening, or the fact that they missed their flight because they are 20 MINUTES LATE due to "weather" or a supposed "family emergency" when they really just suck and have no concept of time, or for the simple fact that their bag is just WAAAAY too big to be carried on. "oh but i've ALWAYS carried this bag on." "sir, your bag is twice the size of the wire sizer and weighs 47 pounds." "UGH I'M NEVER FLYING THIS AIRLINE AGAIN." "okay. have a nice life." fuckers.
there are upsides though. like the very attractive but very possibly gay flight attendants and the occasional sexy pilot. oh not to mention how many people you meet checking passengers in and working at the gate. yeah it is fort myers...so i'd say the average age of those flying is like 60. but still. haha. those select young ones are usually pretty nice. yeahhh. another positive side is the flight benefits and the fat paychecks. so yes. it's true. i'm coming home next week. i will kick anyone and everyone's asses who tell my brothers or my parents. IT'S A SURPRISE FOR THEM. aka they don't know i'm coming. SOOOOO DON'T TELL THEM. thanks. HAHA. but yeah i'm flying to cincinnati on wednesday morning and staying for a day with my best friend ashley "hw" bryant and her boyfriend and jeff. oh jeff. ha. then i will be flying from the 'nati to milwaukee thursday morning and getting in in the afternoon. CAN'T WAIT. anyways. i'm looking forward to seeing everyone. it's been since christmas...so i'm effing pumped.
so yeah. I'LL SEE EVERYONE SOOOOOOON.
sarah elizabeth.
because of a 14 hour delay for one of our chicago flights, passengers were given vouchers (which REALLY did happen). these vouchers, however, were slightly different. upon entering this "special" aircraft, passengers (only of the attractive sort) ages 20-35 were told to write on this board what they "wanted" from their voucher. their wants ranged from "5 hour massages" to "finding love" to blow jobs. all of these vouchered wants had to be catered to. ALL OF THEM. that was my dream.
then i thought to myself. what if there really were these "special" airplanes were people like prostituted themselves out and granted wishes like genies. how crazy would that be? i'm sure it's got to happen somewhere. right?
gah. so this is what i mean. CRAZY. anyways. working at the airport is going really well. of course i deal with those rude assholes who bitch about being RANDOMLY selected for extra security screening, or the fact that they missed their flight because they are 20 MINUTES LATE due to "weather" or a supposed "family emergency" when they really just suck and have no concept of time, or for the simple fact that their bag is just WAAAAY too big to be carried on. "oh but i've ALWAYS carried this bag on." "sir, your bag is twice the size of the wire sizer and weighs 47 pounds." "UGH I'M NEVER FLYING THIS AIRLINE AGAIN." "okay. have a nice life." fuckers.
there are upsides though. like the very attractive but very possibly gay flight attendants and the occasional sexy pilot. oh not to mention how many people you meet checking passengers in and working at the gate. yeah it is fort myers...so i'd say the average age of those flying is like 60. but still. haha. those select young ones are usually pretty nice. yeahhh. another positive side is the flight benefits and the fat paychecks. so yes. it's true. i'm coming home next week. i will kick anyone and everyone's asses who tell my brothers or my parents. IT'S A SURPRISE FOR THEM. aka they don't know i'm coming. SOOOOO DON'T TELL THEM. thanks. HAHA. but yeah i'm flying to cincinnati on wednesday morning and staying for a day with my best friend ashley "hw" bryant and her boyfriend and jeff. oh jeff. ha. then i will be flying from the 'nati to milwaukee thursday morning and getting in in the afternoon. CAN'T WAIT. anyways. i'm looking forward to seeing everyone. it's been since christmas...so i'm effing pumped.
so yeah. I'LL SEE EVERYONE SOOOOOOON.
sarah elizabeth.