I have now been a flight attendant for 3 years and 2020 has been a dumpster fire in so many ways, including but not limited to the travel industry, but here are some highlights from this past year in particular
The old woman on my plane who saw a teenager was having a panic attack and immediately moved to sit with her and brought her so much comfort she was able to fall asleep
Working a flight with only 4 passengers so we all played Cards Against Humanity
Everyone who has very gently said “Stay safe” rather than “Goodbye”
Complimenting passengers’ fun masks and being complimented in return
The anxiety service dogs at the Philly airport wearing vests that say Stress Relief
The little girl in the airport who begged me to french braid her hair like mine (and her very apologetic mother)
The barista at the airport cafe who gave me free lattes every week for two months because I always came by around closing time
The beachside resort my FA and I got stuck at in key west for 3 days around my birthday because of a hurricane. If you’re gonna get stuck somewhere because of a hurricane, it might as well be a beachside resort with bottomless margaritas
Each time I reunited with a flight attendant/pilot friend in an airport or at a hotel or on an airplane. It always feels like a little gift
Speaking of gifts, every passenger that has ever given me anything but especially the man that brought freshly made muffins from his bakery for the crew last month, they were divine
The flight attendant I worked with on Halloween who watched a horror movie marathon with me at the hotel even though he was terrified of scary movies
Every unaccompanied minor on my flights, who always make me feel like a temporary big sister
The time my roommate (also a flight attendant) got a flat tire while in the airport parking garage and no less than 3 different pilots stopped to help us change it
Flight crew game nights in our hotel rooms
The beach overnight on the last day of summer when my pilot and I (drunkenly) decided to go swimming in the ocean at midnight
The flight attendant who approached me in a hotel lobby and said we had flown together two years earlier, just after she’d been hired, and she’d wanted to fly with me again ever since
The nurse on my flight who, when the passenger beside her began seizing, leapt into action and saved her life
The tween girl who wanted to be a flight attendant and had us quiz her on airport codes (she got every single one correct 😳)
All the flight crew members who regularly help me steal supplies from the aircrafts (gloves, masks, water bottles, sani wipes etc) to bring to Philly’s homeless camps and protesters
We live under capitalism and its rule seems inescapable. I’m eager for the days when covid is just a bad memory, and the quality of and access to healthcare is such that, come the next virus, no one has to choose between paying rent or paying a hospital bill. I’m eager for the days when rent and paychecks are a thing of the past, when we work for the pleasure of working, without the pressure of being born into a world run by money and the men who control it.
In the meantime, all we have is each other, and I’ve been very lucky to have spent my time with so many generous, soft-handed people who have made this year not only bearable, but often enjoyable in spite of the rest. I have been very lucky to work a job that I (mostly) love, even if it is part of an industry that cares only for numbers, not people.
We can only keep moving in that direction, helping others along as we go. 💌
