Flight Attendant Pet Peeves
I’ve been logging a lot of air time lately and people are beginning to piss me off. As I exhale through the nonsense, I know these episodes will make marvelous material form my blog. Here we go.
Some days I feel like wearing this button. But passengers pay my bills!
Pet Peeve #1
Your all inclusive bands from the resort, does not extend to the aircraft. Please don’t expect me to pop frozen grapes into your mouth while you plop your bare feet on the tray table in front of you.
When you board the plane, that's a good indication that the vacation is over.
Pet Peeve #2
When flying international, bring a pen to fill out required paperwork. Although governments have remarkable resources, mind reading isn’t one of them. And I am am not Staples, so no I don’t “Got that!” An extra pen that is,
Pet Peeve #3
When you ring your call button and ask me to collect your trash after I just went through cabin FOUR TIMES with a garbage bag!!!!
Yes! Queue the crotch kick and the round house!
Pet Peeve #4
When you ring your call button, ask for something. I bring it, and you ask for something else.
Pet Peeve #5
When you ring your call button. (I know I’m gonna get so much crap for this, but whateva!)
Pet Peeve #6
When you ask me to tell your child to put on their seatbelt. Do you carry your kids around in the trunk of the car? Or does your three year-old ride shotgun? They should be used the seatbelt by now, or better yet, listening to mommy.
Oh yes, let the tantrums begin.
I will definitely keep these in mind, as a person who works in customer service I fully empathize with the true horror of having to suffer the same injustices every single day, and with a smile no less! If we ever end up no the same flight you can expect no trouble from me
I never take my shoes off before putting my feet on the tray table, that’s just unsanitary.
I feel your pain girl! Just because we have a smile on our faces doesn’t mean customers are getting on out nerves.
I think working in any ‘service’ industry with the public is really tough these days as manners are such a dying art. I try teach my 9yr old to do things like say please and thank you – hold doors open for people – thank a bus driver when you depart or give up your seat to people yet so often we notice we are the only folks doing it… i think if i had your job i might have a day when I would go postal… or channel Michael Douglas in Falling Down!
Thanks Jane. I’m glad you mentioned manners. It really is a dying art. I find myself not expecting a please and thank you for a while now. When children have impeccable manners. I make sure I thank the parents for teaching them these skills and I compliment the kids as well and give them extra snacks!
Funny and Nice to see things from your perspective!
Haha! If I ever end up as one of your passengers you’d probably never notice me. I never ring the call button. Pet peeve #1 reminds me of tourists who go to St. Maarten trying to use US quarters in the payphones. Did they not notice they landed in a different country when thet deplaned?
Ah Cindy, it’s the American cocoon effect.
When I flew in the airline biz, I didn’t DARE press the call button on my own airline–especially because I had a relatively high seating priority. I was grudgingly given “normal” service. On our partner airlines, however, I was treated like roayalty . . .
Seriously, people actually use the call buttons? The flight attendants make enough trips up and down the aisle, if you can’t ask them as they pass by, it really isn’t that important. I think you need to address the way people dress to travel these days. I’m all for being comfortable, but I wouldn’t leave the house in some of the things I see people wearing at the airport. Bless you for not only having to put up with their attitude, but the way they dress as well. It’s downright disrespectful to you and all of their fellow passengers.
They don’t pay you enough!
You’re a darling man Clint! I will dedicate a blog to dressing properly for a flight. Stay tuned and thanks for stopping by!
I love it! I just read these off to my husband and we’re bohh crackin up!! You’re my hero D. <3
Thanks Dia! You know these people are crazy.