the entry about flying high

hi folks, i am suddenly having a reminiscent flashback to the days when i was a klutzy flight attendant and it's a shocking revelation how fleeting time is, besides the crinkling crow's feet and laughing lines that is slowly but surely surfacing. it's been a darn three years since i've left the trade of sloshing coffee or tea to perversely demanding passengers.

nevertheless, there's always the enjoyment of the camaraderie and shenanigans with my fellow colleagues, my group of coterie who perk up the otherwise oft lulling flights. so here's a trip down memory lane of living the high life in an air-dry cabin 30,000 feet up in the skies and bitching about the cattle-class passengers who expect more than what they actually pay for.

on a sidetrack, i would just like to dispel the frequent myths. myth number one: the ubiquitous mile-high club that every cabin crew encounters. fact: non-existent, as much as i know for that matter of fact. myth number two: working onboard is a breeze. fact: major misconception. be prepared to work your wedgies off. the only breeze one encounters is when you're sailing through the aisles with adept briskness to deliver the darned papers or serve a row of passengers a drink one passenger after the other.

anyways, the following are the pictures in my life as a high-class waiter with singapore airlines. don't fall off your seats; i used to be the epitome of dorkiness in my heydays.

my virgin experience donning the cabin crew uniform

training days with my fellow batch mates

slipping on the chief flight attendant uniform for kicks.

suits me much though, i think personally.

my usual slacking habits. i guess singapore airlines nurtured me this way.

the first plane i am trained to wreck all the passengers' experience onboard.

a final picture before we graduate. teary affair.

start of my inaugural flight with some of the crew. taken in tokyo.

fancy freezing your ass off? go to athens during winter.

gal-pal wah. still very good friends after all these while.

they say size does matter. i couldn't agree more.

a get together with my batch-mates after a five year hiatus.

meanwhile, the korean girl fluff "nobody nobody" is recurring in my head. i need therapy!

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