Got me a job with an airline. If you know me, you know which airline that is. But, after I got to thinking about the "Queen of Sky" debacle...where a Delta F/A was canned for blogging...I figured I should take down WHICH airline I work for on here.
Anyway...Anonymous Airlines flew me out to Atlanta (well now...that narrows things down) for training. I've been here for a week now. Got here last Sunday afternoon. It's now Sunday morning. We've been doing classroom training Mon.-Sat...lots of crap to remember. This week we do classroom on Monday, on-the-job at ATL Tuesday and Wednesday, our big final exam on Thursday, then working early morning on Fri. and Sat. on the ramp. I'll fly home on Saturday afternoon and start my new job on Monday. Hoorah! Finally employed!
I never knew how much I could miss home until yesterday when I realized I had a week to go here in ATL. I really miss North Texas. There's one guy here based out of DFW like me...and we talked last night about how much this place sucks compared to home.
The main difference? The people. Everyone here is rude and has an attitude. Like I told someone yesterday...I come from the land of "Yes Ma'am, No Sir, Please, Thank You, and Excuse Me". I'm not used to people having bad attitudes with you for no reason other than you're just standing there.
For example...we (my classmates and I) went out to the city last night...decided to check out CNN Center. While we were there, I decided to get a couple 5 piece nuggets from Wendy's (the first floor of CNN Center is like a food court). The lady that took my order seemed nice enough, but she was going off work right after she took my order. They didn't have 10 nuggets handy, so they had to cook some. She told me it would be 3 minutes. No worries, right? Then she leaves and I watch 7 people get their orders before me and I watch my bag with ONE order of nuggets sit there. I'm just standing there drinking my Diet Coke...waiting on my order...but being cool about it. Then one of the guys in my training class, Mike, walks up and asks about the fresh fruit bowl. The little advertisement on the front of the register says "Fresh Fruit Bowl and Cup". So he says, may I see the fruit cup. (I should mention that Mike is from the St. Lucian Islands, so he has a little accent. He was an airline rated pilot there and is coming to work for us to get his foot in the door with an airline in America while he trains to get his FAA transfer license...so he can fly in the US.) Anyway, the Wendy's employee pulls out the little fruit cup and Mike says, "No, no...I'm sorry, I meant the bowl." The Wendy's guy replies, in the rudest tone imaginable, "You said the cup...now this is the cup...now you sayin' you want the bowl?" and then rolls his eyes right at Mike. Mike just nicely says, "Yes, the bowl, I'm sorry.", buys the bowl and walks off.
At this point, I had been waiting for something like 6-8 minutes for my nuggets. After Mike walked away, the man behind the counter looks at me and says, again rudely, "What do you want?". I was fed up with the guy and his tone just made me snap. I fired back, "Well, I'd like to get the goddamn chicken nuggets I ordered almost ten minutes ago and, so help me God, if you get rude with me or another customer again while I stand here, I will see to it that not only do you lose your already shitty little job, but I'll also see to it that you recieve a nice-old-fashioned Texas ass whoopin'. I'm from Texas, where we treat our customers, and everyone else for that matter, with respect." The guy was flabbergasted. Couldn't believe that happened. Honestly, I have no clue where it cam from either. I just snapped. Everyone here acts like they're entitled to talk down to you and I can't take it. Ugghhh...
But yeah, I really miss home. I miss my friends more than anything. The training class folks are nice people from all over...but they're just not the crew.
It's amazing how one week away can bring you down. I miss the crew, I miss basketball games this week...hell, I just heard that I'm gonna miss Micah Effin' Bracy poster night, I miss poker night. Grrrrr...just one more week...just one more week.
Anyway...I'm out. I'm gonna study the afternoon away (reservation and check in systems are a pain in the ass)...so I have a little bit of time to do nothing today...and I will use that time. :)
Miss you all....can't wait to see you all next Saturday.
2 comments:
what is your job title going to be?
Hey man thanks for pointing me to those pics of Ms. Stacey Dash. They will serve as more motivation to seek her out for all manner of unnatural lustful things. Though my blog isn't private (as far as access), I was still kind of surprised to see a comment from someone that's not one of my close friends. But thanks for not posting "you're crazy" or "you're an emo bitch." Anyway, after checking out your blog, I must say you definitely hooked it up- nice set-up. I found your comments and rebuttal to the "hate mail" regarding the election dead-on with how I felt--(of course your other entries are cool too). Don't worry too much about the weight thing, I changed up my diet last year and feel a hell of a lot better and the weight is falling off. God bless on your life changes and the new job.
peace
Joseph
Post a Comment