R “I’m not your bitch, bitch!” squealed the flight attendant, hands on hips, after he was slapped across the face. Alright, fine, so the flight…
There’s nothing like waking up in the morning, looking around the crash pad and realizing that I really am at home, in my very own…
What does a reserve flight attendant on call do while it’s raining buckets outside? Watch reality TV while waiting for the phone to ring of…