Back by popular demand...

Hey everybody! Well I decided to start up my blog again. I only have 2 followers so the pressure is on!

This is my last trip before maternity leave and in good Southwest fashion it has been totally crazy.

The first day was very very long, it was even longer because our last flight from Dallas to Austin was late due to connecting passengers. People bitch, but hey I would too I guess. So anyways, everyone knows that if we are late on Southwest we usually buy you a drink to basically buy back your love. We don't announce it cause then everyone would order one, thus the company then goes broke. It never seems to fail though, there is always one ass fuck who says, "You're buying right." or "Its free right." or my personal favorite "You owe me a free drink because you made me late." If you ever ever want to piss off a flight attendant more than before and end up paying of for your drink say the last line... You will pay for that drink and get it dead last. To me my response is always, "Oh I owe it to you huh..." then they quickly stare at me and say "yeah" to which I reply, " I was going to buy you a drink, but I don't like being told what I have to do or not do." Then the poor dumb fuck who cant afford a $5 drink then replies, "oh." Subsequently, all this chatter causes attention to myself and the "free drink" situation ends up back firing in my face, because everyone now knows that I am giving out free drinks because of this a-hole. It really doesn't matter to me as long as I put one jerk in his place. I mean I cant be that mean... I end up giving him his free drink dead last, thus saving myself from getting a bad letter.

We ended up in Austin where this 8.5 month pregnant lady proceeds to go to 6Th St and party it up with her crew til 2 am. Yes partying on water!

The next day we start our journey to Vegas. Sin city, as most people like to call it, "dread city" as we F/A's like to call it. Especially on a Saturday. I mean I understand everyone goes to Vegas to live it up, not be your normal self, but hell, its Saturday and I am working. Give me a break, we aren't all on vacation here.

So some old lady Christian group is on board (the came from Nashville and had to stop in Austin, then Vegas, then on to Sacramento to get home) Yes they went all that way and stopped all the way just for the cheap seats. We are talking $150 dollar ticket instead of a $250 ticket. So when we boarded the plane with out ice cream cones we got clobbered. Some lady actually reached out for my ice cream. (Keep in mind they were 20 min early and could have stepped off the plane and got there own damn ice cream cone.) No they reached out for a pregnant ladies ice cream cone... not a wise choice. This brings us to a second reason to make a flight attendant grumpy. If trying to reach out for my ice cream was bad enough, one of the lady says," you should feel bad for us we are going to be on this plane for 8 hours." To which I respond, " you should feel bad for me because its Saturday and I have to be on this plane for 8 hours serving you, and I am 8.5 months pregnant." That shut them up :)

So this plane ride was so annoying, most people are great, I would say about 99% are fabulous. But there is that 1% that really fuck up my day. Like the guy when we are hanging out snack sneaks to the back of the airplane and takes a whole can of water from our galley without asking. I mean the nerve of this guy. I mean he needed water that bad that he had to steal it when we weren't looking. In my head I am thinking, wow what a cheap impatient bastard.

Other than that the rest of the day was quick and painless. I got to go down with my crew to the bar and have some more waters.

However today's work day hasn't begun, and I am sure something crazy will happen. We are going flying into Denver....

*I really do love my job, I love flying, the craziness, and most of all my benefits. I would never quit...unless I won the Mega Millions :)