I remember in initial training to become a flight attendant, they kept telling us that it was less a job, and more a lifestyle. I was pretty sure they were exaggerating, until I got out “on the line” (that means out there working, flying, passing out pretzels).
Needless to say, transforming into a “normal” has been an adjustment, and while I don’t miss flying I’d be lying if I said I don’t miss sequestering myself in a hotel room with the temperature set at a crisp 67 degrees while the Food Network/Forensic Files (if I’m feeling spicy) sings me to sleep. Alone. In the middle of the bed.
I figured a little compare and contrast might be a fun way to reminisce/ give you a closer look into the actual goings on in a crew member’s life. (Cue MTV “Real World” intro).