have you lost your teeth?

So the other day I was working the flight to Glasgow when we found these:



on the floor by the lavatory. Yeah, that's right. Cause normally MY teeth fall right out of my mouth during a flight. I made an announcement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you have lost a "dental device," please notify a flight attendant, thank you."

I figured saying dental device might be less likely to embarrass the toothless person. That or confuse them. No one contacted us. We walked up and down the aisle, nonchalantly looking for people who looked like they might be missing their bottom teeth. The guy I was working with SWORE it was row 25. One girl even woke up a lady who was doing some suspicious sleep-chomping and asked if it was her, but she had most of her teeth, so no, not her. I made the same announcement right before landing. For once the annoying dinging of call bells was silent. So one of the flight attendants put on rubber gloves, put it in a plastic baggie and walked the dentures up the aisle. He got some looks, but no takers. By now it was a joke. I sat them beside me during deplaning. Lots of looks. But no one wanted them. The ground crew in Glasgow took turns shoving them in each others faces. Good times.

Reinventing myself

I was in a room full of people recently when I realized that I don't think any of them know me very well. I don't really blame them for this, I blame me. And really, I just met half of them, so partly, I think I was just new. But I think often we edit ourselves somewhat, in order to create a persona that we think will be more acceptable in certain settings. In reality, we hide what we can really connect to others about. The people I really respect and admire in my life are the people who are truly themselves-whatever the consequences. They aren't always tactful, or even nice, (although they usually are). These are people I can relate to.

Last night it was announced that two people in the room were the biggest feminists in the room. One of them even happened to be male! What? I thought. This is a topic that I actually care deeply about and spend quite a bit of time reading and discussing. But of course, I couldn't vie for a position as one of the biggest feminists in the room because a) it's not really a contest b) that would be stupid c) no one even knew my views at all. Because I have kept them quiet, thinking that no one else thinks like me. Which is obviously not the case.

So I pose these questions to you: Do you edit yourself, reinvent yourself a bit for others at times? Or is it just me and the vastly different worlds I live in, Mormon activities, and hanging out with more worldly flight attendants? Or if you don't, is it because you naturally fit into one group more easily, or are just comfortable standing out alone or with others?

While attempting to edit this blog for mass market appeal-(okay really the three people who I know read this blog regularly), I have often made it boring and appeal to no one, including myself. So I announce I am a feminist. (since I didn't last night) and I plan to have more interesting topics on this blog. So there.

Ichabod! Ichabod!

Saturday night we went to Sleepy Hollow for an enrichment activity. As in the Headless Horseman. It was cool! Here are some pics:







http://www.hudsonvalley.org/content/view/14/44/

stroop wafflen?

there is something wrong when all i ever have to eat are stroop waffles from brussels from 3 months ago. they were stale then, they are staler now. i am not kidding. this is what i eat when i need a snack. i am hungry. time to go to the grocery store perhaps.

Overheard in New York

You know when you are riding on the subway, or sitting in a restaurant, or pretty much anywhere in New York, and you think-MAN-there are some crazy people here! Well, this is a website devoted to the stupid things New Yorkers and the millions of tourists who come here are overheard to have said. (warning-it does contain some offensive language)

http://www.overheardinnewyork.com

a day in the life

scene.

me-sitting in the london hilton crew room next to a couple of my gay flight attendant friends who are waiting for the hot zoom guys to come. one of them just did his hair.

one of the cheap british airlines has taken over the crew room and they are louder than us. they are drinking wine and screaming every word coming out of their mouths. 2 of them just got married. i think the guy is gay. he has on a bright pink shirt, funny shoes, and well, there is the career.

i am here surfing the internet. my life is so strange. i could go back to my room and watch crap tv, but i know all that is on is countdown, a show about a woman with an enlarged head (3 times too big), something about cancerous moles, and the neverending BBC. so i stay here, somehow still sober, and will wait for the hot zoom guys. maybe i will go do my hair. oh wait that would be pointless. where are all the straight guys?

scene.

p.s. i just looked up the flight info for when zoom is landing. i think i am encouraging something...well anyway...

Do not ever touch a flight attendant!

Ever!! If you are on a flight and there is a flight attendant in front of you (or behind you or above you, or below you, or somehow within reach of your little fingers) and you have the urge to give a seemingly harmless tap on the shoulder to ask for something to eat-fight this urge! If you are sitting in a seat and there is a flight attendant's waist or butt (as in my case two days ago on a flight) within reach, and you think, 'I will just tap this servant of the airline, and therefore my servant, to get their attention, they won't really mind,' please refrain. Even if you are a seemingly harmless looking elderly lady in a pink tracksuit. You just might get punched in the face. Something about working in such close quarters with the public, barreling through the air in a metal tube, makes you really want to enforce your personal boundaries. Flight attendants do not want to be touched by you, the customer, at all, ever. It will only bring you dirty looks and bad service.
The exceptions to this rule are few and far between, and basically include BEING or appearing to be George Clooney or Brad Pitt.