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My pillbox hat teeters precariously as the caravan of precocious suitcases— large, medium, small, and hand-baggage size— swarm me like a hive of angry Africanized bees. Definitely not docile, I fight
“What do you want?” I asked pointedly— the words digitally etched into existence. The text message had a haunting feel to it, as if the question should have been directed at me instead of
Dream Job: CHECK
London. Los Angeles. New York: CHECK.
Pretty smile. Perfect Lipstick and the proper pour of Diet Coke. Done and done.
You got it. You did it. You do it— The Flight Attendant Life.
It’s Saturday night, and I’m at LAX. Naturally, flight attendants are supposed to be at airports; that’s what they do. They go to airports
Scattered— well, I suppose the more appropriate term is ‘sprawled’—across my bed is my kiteboard bag. A lone rash guard peeks out from a pocket. There’s a suitcase by the wall, one
“Please. I can’t even commit to a lipstick.”
I laugh when you say that I should own the t-shirt that broadcasts this statement. I smirk when you ask me for the thousandth time who I’m
“Where are you?” they ask…
I answer with,
I am here.
always going there.
My life is determined by three pages in a digital PDF document, sent to me every month
“Well, Clappy the Kitten was going to be a movie star one day. But then she rang up too many bills on her Mastercard and had to get a job as a teller at the
You signed up for this. You choose to go to work everyday. You greet and smile at passengers like you love your job, but inside you feel like your airline is
I looked around the breakfast table that had become considerably larger over the hour. There was one Portuguese, one Swiss, one Swedish, one Norwegian, one Italian, and one British pilot discussing a recent
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