Just A Thought

I was browsing my husband's photo gallery and the thoughts of how many places we have been together these years makes me think...I have seen places not everyone have the opportunity to see..and perhaps many more to come. There's so much more in life that I yet to experience.But, would I regret leaving the ever so great (so you think) flying job to do what? Breed. Life must move on..right? Before you're single, then you met a guy, you date, then you marry, and then..having kids...the cycle of life. That's what we are here after all isn't it?

I am so damn comfortable in my skin flying here and there, have no concern and worries about others apart from my life (and husband..and cat of course..now that I am married and have a cat), buy whatever things I want, spend on whatever I feel like, go wherever I feel like going..When does it going to end? Never! It's as simple as we are only human, enough is never enough for us. That brings me to my second thought...

Maybe it is time to get out from my comfortable zone and continue the purpose of life. Just like Eleanor Roosevelt said "The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience" .

Hence, I am doing my notice month now although I wish to be leaving immediately, but my contract says 30-days written notice. I have nothing in hand to be proud of materialistically but all the experience I had with Emirates Airlines certainly I am taking them with me. I now doesn't have to fight with the scheduling for giving my as a senior in my grade a shitty roster, or have to write an explanation letter to my manager as to why was I absent the day before or why was I calling in sick two days in a row... I don't have to put on my smiling face even though I don't feel up for it that day but do it anyway because it is part of the uniform part of the job as a flight attendant. Not anymore it affects me that my colleagues keep on bitching on every single flight that their boyfriend cheated on them, how awful the passengers were, how certain race gets what they want and move up to the management level simply by joining local gym and befriended the people from the management..nor that I care if a passenger did not get his/her preferred meal on the flight and insist on getting him/her meals from business or first class as a recovery service, it's just a meal choice (if you don't like it, bring your own food), get a life! neither it hurt me in cases that certain 'nationality' flashes their British passport or US Green Card and demands to get different treatment than people from other passports...who cares what passport you are holding, you are my passenger, you ought to be treated equally...and the bitching continues...not to forget the passengers Emirates carrying LOVE..i repeat, LOVE asking for comment forms. For a silly reason like: its a 1 hour 15minutes flight and no tea/coffee been serve for the entire cabin because there's just simply NOT ENOUGH TIME! By the time the trays been collected (it's a full course hot meal, mind you--bar service followed by trays with bread/salad/main course/dessert or fruit) its time to secure the cabin because the seatbelt signs are on in preparing for landing..but before we sit down on our jumpseat, I saw comments form been given out..and when it get back to us..the reason was : NO TEA/COFFEE BEEN SERVE ON TODAY'S FLIGHT...are you serious?!

There's so much more to bitch about my experience. Maybe if you guys (reader) come back and drop by my blog..see if there's more to bitch about. (there's always more..believe me) Keep Discovering...