(“Bad Squishy” will be tomorrow’s post)
I had the greatest flight attendant from Tampa to Raleigh. She was a young Southern girl, tough, super-efficient, quick and polite. I’ve been around young leaders like this before- I’ve experienced them as students, as team leaders, and as hostesses. It was the first time I have ever led a group of people in a round of applause for a flight attendant- we were all in agreement. She was incredible. You would have had to see her in action to understand.
For some inexplicable reason I had a connecting flight in Raleigh, so I was a little kerfuffled. I also had neglected to book first class for my second flight. Must’ve forgotten to tick off that box. No biggie, even I can handle 90-minutes in coach. But I was quickly reminded that I was headed away from the paradise and good manners of sunny Tampa and back to “Chews-and-Then-Spits-Out-Razor-Blades” Philadelphia.
The Tampa airport, if you aren’t aware, is like a pretty mall, with pretty stores selling pretty merch. I saw a fluffy purple unicorn display, a neck massage demo, and the requisite Bose store. Fresh fruit cups and fresh flowers spilled out of ice bucket displays, and friendly baristas were busy concocting delicious frappes and lattes for their adoring public. The flight was as sweet and chipper as our attendant, and when it landed a little late, the attendants had us stay seated so that people trying to catch tight connections could get off first.
Truly a feel-good experience.
Then I boarded my Philly flight. Remember that scene in “Finding Nemo” when Marlin and Dory are playing with the happy light, then realize it’s an anglerfish?
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