Passengers of The Week!

I used to work only one trip a week....but since I worked a zillion of little ones put together, there will be a few for this entry.


Mr. & Mrs Lemon.
I should have taken a picture of these folks, both wearing bright yellow shirts. They were in their late late 50's to mid 60's and were just precious.  It was really empty in the back of the cabin, so they spread out.  The man said "can have this whole row to myself, I've gotta spend a week with this lady and I need some time alone first."  Okay....During the flight him and his wife were joking around with us the whole flight about celebs that he was reading about in the gossip magazine someone left in the seat pocket. We were guessing ages of the ones that had birthdays etc. Then I'm collecting trash, and he tosses a Heinekin can into the bag....I didn't remember selling him a beer. Wait- we don't even sell Hienekin. I decided to just not notice it. UNTIL- he tossed in a Miller Genuine Draft can into the bag on my way back.  I wanted to pretend that maybe the other flight attendant sold him these beers...but we didn't sell either brand on our airplane.  I said to him- "Sir, you do know you can't consume your own alcohol on board right?" His response was "They appeared under the seat....I thought they were complimentary, so I drank them." Oh. Ok.  "Sir, complimentary alcohol is a thing of the past in coach class seating." But what could I really do after they were consumed? He wasn't disrupting the the flight or interfering with our duties. When we landed, his wife thanked us for babysitting her husband and he recommended we take a look at that seat, because the beer apparently just magically appeared there.

Semper Fi
Just when I said "Marines are always my most well behaved of my military passengers" I was proven otherwise. My brother is a S.Sgt. in the United States Marine Corps, and I wear a USMC pin on my ID Lanyard....I'm not biased or anything, but generally the Marines have the best manners.  Except for this flight.  I was working in the back, and since we were flying into Wilmington, NC the day after Easter- It was obvious that half our flight was returning from leave. I asked the man (boy) in the last row if they were all Marines going back to Camp Lejune....yes they were.  I asked him how long he has been a Marine...6 months.  Then in conversation I shared that my brother has been in Japan, Texas, and now is stationed in California and spent 7 months in Iraq. 

This boy had the nerve to say "Oh your brother must be a grunt then if he's stationed out there."  Excuse me? "Let me explain something to you that you obviously haven't learned in your brief 6 months in the Corps. A Marine is a Marine. My brother volunteered to serve our country just like you, this guy sitting next to you and the rest of the Marines on this airplane and around the United States and abroad. The only difference between my brother and you, is that he outranks you."

Your Trash!
My biggest pet peeve are people that want to hand me their trash when I don't have gloves on, or when I don't have a trash bag.  Do they really think I want to touch their garbage?  I don't know them. I dont' know what kinds of germs their garbage may have infesting it.  By day 6 of my insanity I finally had enough.  This man sitting in the front row on my last flight hands me a Jamba Juice cup and says "Can I give this to you?"  I say "oh you didn't have to bring me a smoothie! but that's sweet of you....oh its empty.  well i guess I can throw it away for you now."

My Jumpseaters.
JetBlue- You were a doll. Gave me her number and email so that if I ever needed to check flight availability she could do it for me. You were just a peach!
Alaska- I now want to work for your airline....and thank you for the info about your rental in Hawaii!!

That's all for this week....Time to enjoy my day off.

I will try to post more from my BlackBerry....and find my sanity.  2 more weeks until "Meet the Parents!"