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A week feels like a month in my world now because so much happens that sometimes I sit and think, wow that was just yesterday?
I got back from Boston n did a target run with Sharlene, Jose and Adam. I l love hanging out with my crash pad mates. We got stuck in the rain but made the most of it. They got Makers and we ordered Chinese delivery n hung out at the house. The next day I finally got to sleep in and made dinner plans with Anh.
God I wish what I’m about to blog about wasn’t forreal. Like how does this kinda shit happen to me.
So I took the subway from my house to Manhattan and upon getting on the subway, I noticed a guy that seemed abnormal. Like he was pacing back and forth. I got on the subway and he was sitting across from me but a couple rows down. At the next stop, he got up and I thought he was leaving but he actually moved a little closer to me and now he’s in my peripheral vision. From the corner of my eye, I could see his eyes staring at me and his arms moving up and down motion. I was like no… Way.. So I turned my head and looked at him and he frantically tucked his dick back in his pants. He was freakn jerking off right next to me! I didn’t wanna freak out because I didn’t know how he would react. I calmly stood up at the next stop, which felt like forever, and moved closer to the front of the subway where there were more people. I am NEVER. EVER. sitting in the back of an empty cart on the subway ever again.
Anh took me to rooftop bar that overlooked Manhattan. Superrrrrr nice and a bunch of promising sugar daddies. Then we went to this amazing Thai food place and I got drunken noodles. Of course. Anh wanted to make sure that I got home safely so she sent me home by 9pm LOL. I took the subway, it’s only like 30 min and got back to kew but my girls at home wanted to go out to Manhattan so I was like uh yeah! So down. Pregamed at the house.. But I was still pretty buzzed from hanging out with Anh. Kristi, Sharlene and I went back to Manhattan at 12am and went to another rooftop bar. It wasn’t crackin at all. Sharlene knows Manhattan pretty well so she took us to a dive bar called the Mean Fiddler. And wow it was mother effin crackin on a Wednesday night. We drank. And drank. And then I got to the hungry drunk. So that’s when I met my Irish friend. He wanted to buy me a drink I think? But I was like no, buy me food instead. We went to the restaurant next door. Keep in mind that I didn’t even realize I left Kristi and Sharlene… When I get hungry, I’m like on a freakn mission. So we hang out n ate there. Suddenly K and S showed up and came to eat too hahahha. Blah blah blah. Didn’t get home until 12pm the next day. Memorable night in the city indeed.
—Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran (via psych-facts)
I was a assigned a 3 day trip on Saturday. I flew from JFK to SLC. Night in SLC. SLC to LGB. LGB to AUS. Night in AUS. AUS to MCO. MCO to JFK. We got into SLC really late so I didn’t get to do much at night but during the day, I went to lunch with Joyce, one of my crew on this trip. We got along really well and she really took care of me. We watched some of the final World Cup game during lunch, then headed to explore the city. Checked out the beautiful Salt Lake Temple and then had to head back to get ready for our flight to Long Beach. I was in LB for 2 hours but really only had 45 minutes because people take forever to deplane and I had to do my checks before the next people got on. Julie picked me up at the airport and we has lunch together. It was so hard trying to eat super fast while talking super fast hahaha. So nice to see someone from home. Then I flew from long beach to Austin and we got in around 1am. I slept in the next day because I was exhausted and then we headed to Orlando. We get to Orlando and hear that our flight has been delayed due to weather. The flight to New York before ours was cancelled.. And a couple other flights going into New York was too. So we were like hmm maybe ours will too and we will have to spend a night in Orlando. Unfortunately it didn’t… So we get on the plane to do our checks and can’t board people yet because ATC (air traffic control) can’t give us a time to enter JFK. So we sat and waited. There were so many pilots on board trying to get back to NYC because their flights got cancelled. After hours of waiting, we finally boarded the customers and a lot of people weren’t happy. We fly for a couple hours and then the Captain announces that we have to land in Boston because JFK won’t let us land and asked us to donut around a safe area until we can. This burned our fuel so we had to get more fuel in Boston. By the time we landed in Boston, everyone was upset and confused and it was past midnight. We were getting fuel and then AO (airport operations) came on board and said the flight attendants can’t work anymore because we have now turned into pumpkins. It is an FAR (federal aviation regulation) that flight attendants can’t work over 6 hours without 1 day of 24 hour rest. I was going into my 7th day because I was on a previous trip before this 3 day trip. So everyone had to get off the plane and sleep at the airport and wait for the next flight out to New York at 530am. Some customers were really nice about it and joked around with me saying they would work for me. There was a 7 year old traveling alone so she got scared and started to cry so I sat with her until a supervisor came on to get her. JetBlue tried their best to accommodate them by providing pillows, blankets, food and water but of course people were still mad because they wouldn’t be able to make it to work and what not. As I left the terminal with my crew and the 5 other pilots, all eyes were on us. Good thing the police was there to make sure nothing would happen. I still can’t believe I was a part of ANOTHER IROP and these people couldn’t go home because of weather and now legality issues. I wish our original flight was just cancelled so people didn’t get their hopes up to get home that night. I spent the night in Boston at a hotel and now I’m waiting for a flight back to NYC. I’m beyond exhausted already and my flight back is already delayed due to weather. This is why, I never traveled to the east coast before. I am even more thankful for our weather at home now.
—Tuesdays with Morrie