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    Thursday, February 15, 2007
    And if there's nothing left to say, I'll string you along until I get my way

    Can you feel it?
    Can you? Can you??

    Boy! do I love being jobless...

    Now, all I need is a stomach transplant to enjoy my freedom.

    Right..

    I'm starting to hate February for the same reason I used to love.
    "Too old for the cash flush"
    Wat? How is that possible. Who's too old for cash?
    *sob*
    Now they are offering anti-wrinkle cream..
    I hate my bros.
    They are the first to make me feel old and ...... wrinkly.

    Oooh.. babes, gave me a nice surprise by buying the other book that I wanted and delivering it to my place. But yea, the dumb ass courier man spoiled the surprise. I actually got scolded by him for 'giving him the wrong address' (an unfair accusation!) and not being at home at 7pm (on a Friday night!) .. >.<

    I'm done with Air Babylon... Its a damn good book that is extremely dramatized. But a great read nonetheless. Its quite frightening to learn about the industry.

    I just wanna fly, see the world and get paid. I don't wanna do drugs, get drunk all the time and be involved with a pilot that has 2 families in 2 different continents.

    .:Sneak peaks:.

    The anecdotes, stories, situations, highs, lows, scams, love, death and insanity, narrated by an Airport duty manager for a 'shitty airline' condensed into 24 hours.

    "you can always tell the old school(stewardess) from the new school by the way they are turned out. The old school wears pearls, tie their hair up and pile on make -up. There used to be this rule that eyes and lips had to be visible six rows back, and they all still adhere to it"

    "It is airline policy that as soon as any flight attendant falls pregnant,s he is grounded and found an admin job of some description. Not that there is any medical evidence that flying is bad for you, or at all dangerous for your unborn child, or so they say. But there were incidences of attendants miscarrying at five and six months. Common sense suggests that all you really need to do is consider how cabin pressure crushes an empty bottle to understand what it might be doing to the womb"

    "But, you know, any death on a plane is a nightmare. For a start, what do you do with the body? Leave it there? Move it? Do you have anywhere to move it to? Does someone have to fly next to the corpse? Is the neighbor the dead person's traveling companion? Wife? Daughter? Husband? Or do you put a blanket over the body and an oxygen mask on its face, pretend to the other passengers that they are just a bit under the weather and not, in fact, dead? Have they crapped themselves? Pissed on the seat? Everything comes out when you're dead." - I don't like dead stuffs :(

    "You have to feel sorry for the flight attendants who have to deal with it all. Air rage is on the rise: incidents increased by a factor of six worldwide between 1994 and 2002, from 1,132 to 6,500, and over half the incidents involved alcohol" - yikes

    "Given a choice between a dead body and an unaccompanied minor, the body wins every time. Unaccompanied minors are a right pain in the backside"

    Here's the convo between the narrator and his assistant duty manager:

    'Jesus Bloody Christ,' he comes back. 'I've only just got rid of that little fucker.'

    'What? The minor?'

    'Honestly, mate, if I had my way, all kids would be shot at birth. Or born as adults. Thank God I'm fucking gay and I'll never have to deal with them. He was a right pain in the arse. His parents were forty minutes late. Its a wonder they turned up at all. I wouldn't have, if that have been my child. I thought ten-years-olds were supposed to be sweet. This one was a right fucker'

    lol... everybody hate kids!

    "Gay stewards wheel their suitcases like trolley dollies, straight stewards don't" - Thats good to know. Trolley Kens!

    "With autopilot able to land a plane in CAT3 and take off again at a moment's notice, the captain no longer has to fly the plane at all. This frees him up to read a newspaper, do a crossword, moan about his pay, terms and conditions, bitch about colleagues, eat, drink, fart, compare cars/house/holidays/stereos/wives with their number two, whinge about getting up early, complain about the quality if the new flight attendants or, in a recent case of two pilots, strip off totally naked and have sex" -Right, the uniform ain't that sexy anymore..

    Thats all for now.. Blog nuff?

    Oh by the way, for those who don't know, I'm flying off on 9th March. >.~
    Love lots!