Sometimes, things
really come together well; a perfect storm of perfection. With so
many components and opportunities for trouble, it's a wonder a first
class service on an airliner ever happens seamlessly.
It's an easy day
with a flight long enough to do a meal service without having to
rush. The crew are fun and cheerful. The gate agent is upbeat and
attentive. The passengers board and are in a good mood, talkative and
smiling. The pilots arrive and give a thorough briefing, ask for very
little and are supportive in our needs.
The bins are shut
early and still have room to spare. The aircraft door is closed and
we hammer out the safety demo; read flawlessly. My first class
passengers smile and say thank you as I pick up their cups. The taxi
is without delay and the takeoff is into blue skies with no
turbulence.
I make the in-flight
announcement and leave the jump seat when it's safe to get up. I
start the oven timer for the warm nuts, close the first class
curtains, wash my hands and put my smock on. As I take meal orders,
the passengers are still happy and enjoy a bit of banter as I ask
about drinks and mention the meal options. Everyone gets their first
choice, despite the ever-looming possibility that everyone will want
the same meal choice.
In the galley, I
take out the ice and glasses and start cooking the meals. I deliver
hot towels and then pick them up. I check the meals to make sure they
are cooking properly and remove the nuts from the oven, making sure
the bread is perfectly warm before turning that oven off (there are
2). Drinks get delivered 2 seats at a time along with nuts and I make
sure to call each person by name, as well as the drink I'm
delivering.
Once all passengers
have their drinks, I run out seconds, while constantly keeping an eye
on the food in the oven. I pride myself on cooking meals to
perfection. My pasta is always hot, never dry. By the time this is
done, the meals are ready. I deliver meals, taking additional drink
orders as I run the trays out. After the final tray is delivered, I
remove the cookies from the chiller and place them on the pans to
bake, which takes 20 minutes. By this time, the first passengers I
served dinner to are finished eating. As I remove their trays I
inquire as to whether or not they would like coffee or tea. When the
timing is really perfect, the cookies are done baking just as I load
the last dirty tray back into the cart. Again, I pride myself on
perfect cookies. I place them on the plates, and deliver them. They
are warm, fluffy and slightly chewy.
At this point, I
check on the flight. I want to know how much time is remaining and
need to see if they are done serving in coach. Sometimes, I can help
pick up trash in coach at this point, but usually they are already
done. I also check on the pilots. As I pick up the last of the trash
and the cookie plates from my first class passengers, I make one last
check on drinks.
The bulk of my work
is now done. On shorter flights, it's almost time to land. On longer
ones, I have a chance to eat, sit down for a bit or socialize with my
crew or passengers. I like to personally welcome high-yield
passengers in the main cabin and offer them a drink and check with
those in need of a wheel chair. Personal attention is always my goal.
Soon, the plane
descends and the ground looms larger through the small door porthole
windows. I pick up the remaining service items, hand out any coats I
hung during boarding and complete safety checks prior to touchdown.
As my passengers
disembark, I thank each one personally, attempting to use a different
parting comment so that no one passenger hears the same comment; good
bye, thanks for joining us today, enjoy your evening, we appreciate
your business, take care, see you soon, so long, see you next time;
repeat. Most days, I receive compliments on my announcements and
shake the hands some extend to me as they thank me for a great
flight. Success!
It's hardly like a
job when it all runs like this; and fortunately, it happens often. It
helps that I love my job and that I'm organized and, if I may say so,
myself, such a great flight attendant. It's like hosting a little
dinner party for strangers but in a metal tube careening through the
atmosphere. On a perfect day, when it all comes together, there is
nothing like working in the skies over the Earth. It's my favorite!
Beautiful when things fall into place.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully told details of your job. You are good at what you do...the love shines through!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully told details of your job. You are good at what you do...the love shines through!
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