Ford and I were going somewhat stir-crazy at home in Miami. We had both been at home for a while, and the weather wasn’t nice, so we decided yesterday morning we were going to go somewhere.
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Flying from Miami to Cancun on a 767…
Four hours later we were on a flight to Cancun. I’m pretty proud of the fact that I managed to get us both confirmed upgrades same day on American Airlines, and also managed to use a Hyatt confirmed suite upgrade to get a suite. Not bad for same day travel, eh?
Anyway, I can’t help but briefly talk about the flight attendant we had from Miami to Cancun, who was… sassy AF (and I’m not talking about Air France).
The 82 minute flight from Miami to Cancun was operated by a Boeing 767, so we got upgrades to flat bed seats, which is pretty cool. In business class service is limited to drinks and a snack basket, so about 30 minutes after takeoff, the flight attendant came through the cabin with the snack basket.
The flight attendant stopped at the seat next to Ford and diagonally across from mine, and the passenger proceeded to basically pick each individual item out of the snack basket, look at the label, etc., and then put it back.
The flight attendant’s response?
At first I was confused by who she was talking to, but then it became pretty clear.
“Yes girl, touch all of it.”
“Yes girl, touch every last one.”
“Yes girl, see what’s in that basket.”
“Yes girl, touch every last thing in that basket.”
A couple of points of clarification:
- The passenger was a middle aged woman (so not a child/”girl”)
- The flight attendant wasn’t a sassy gay who had been watching too much RuPaul’s Drag Race, but a middle aged woman (maybe she still watches too much RuPaul’s Drag Race?)
“I don’t have time to get sick”
The next time the flight attendant passed through the cabin with the snack basket she proclaimed to a portion of the cabin:
“I got kids at home and I don’t have time to get sick. Everyone is sick right now, and I simply don’t have time for it. If you have questions about the snack basket you ask me, I know what’s in there, you don’t have to touch everything.”
At this point the “girl” realized she was referring to her, and proceeded to apologize to the flight attendant for having taken everything out of the basket.
I actually liked the flight attendant, though!
Here’s the thing — the flight attendant’s actions are indisputably unprofessional. I can’t imagine mocking an adult passenger and calling them “girl” repeatedly.
But I actually sort of loved this flight attendant as far as American Airlines flight attendants go. She cared and seemed to enjoy her job, and was otherwise really friendly. Even though it was a short flight she offered multiple drink refills, and was even proactive about it — “what else can I get you to drink?” She even offered pre-departure drinks of choice.
She was smiling, she was polite (mostly), and she was a big personality. Heck, perhaps most impressive is that she said “yes girl” to a passenger five times, and the passenger didn’t hold it against her.