As Seen On MyFace...

My friend Jason has recently left the ranks of international to join those crazy domestic kiddies. He got a West Palm Beach turn today as announced on the social networking website MyFace. West Palm is the most dreaded of turns. And here's what we all had to say about it, and by what we had to say I totally mean the wack-a-doodle things crazy customers have said to us on this most feared of turns:

Jason: "Oy, Morty, ask him for the can. I gotta take a pill..."

Carl: "young man, do you have any mayo ? This turkey sandwich is a little dry..."

Natalie: "MORTY TAKE THE CAN YOUR ENTITLED TO IT!!! Its included in the price of the ticket!"

Yours Truly: "My son David paid for these tickets you know. He's studying to be a doctor. Are you single? Saul, give him David's number. I think gotta pen in my pocketbook."

Charlie: "This leg room is ridiculous... its not like this on JetBlue"

David: *you to the agent after opening the door*... "Yes, 20 wheelchairs and 3 aislechairs please"

You Jealous...

Instead of that stinking Heathrow, I ended up working aisle to Madrid. Holler.

Since then, I have sat for days. This will be the third consecutive day of being on call and not getting called. In fact, I'm no where near being called. The worst that can happen to me now is that I get a three day beginning tomorrow or get some airport alert. I'd like to thank who ever it is that's responsible for the recession; now all the senior mamas are flying their tales off, leaving NO TRIPS for reserves. On a good night, maybe two reserves will go out. So what have I been doing since then? I cleaned my room, the bathroom, I crocheted a blanket, read a few books, saw Madagascar 2 ("don't let him on the plane... he has scissors and hand cream!"), Twilight twice... got hit on by a "brother" riding dirty in his pimped out Neon in the employee parking lot, right before my alternator decided that it was done working. I TOURED A CRANBERRY BOG FARM! I know, its just too much excitement for one person. I have this coming weekend off, and Lord only knows what adventures that will bring...

I Hate Lineholders

Yesterday, I picked up LHR. My position had been in open time since the beginning of trip trade - it was b zone aisle. Clearly I should have picked something in the back because I got bumped by some senior mama. When scheduling called, I asked them if everyone got bumped and she said yes, that it was the norm at this time of year; no one else from my pairing got bumped. Mentirosa! I'm so sad not to be going to work tonight. I haven't flown since I non-reved over two weeks ago. And while for a brief moment in time, I did miss domestic I know that things in that base aren't any better in terms of trips and flying. I hope I get reassigned to something totally and awesomely bangarang.


I see some airport alert in my future. Dammit...