Welcome jo-jo, our first guest writer. Click here to read Memoirs of an Ex Trolly Dolly (Part 1).
Everybody decided to leave boring work stuff discussions and move into more interesting topics like Galley Gossip and Jumpseat News. Let’s play a game, “Who have you not slept with at XXX Air??” More personal, more drama, people hate it but love to be in it, weird. Honestly, I have never dated anybody in the company. Apart from being revolted with the pilots’ reputation for shagging most willing female flight attendants, personally I wouldn’t. Even if he was a decent low profile womanizer, I just didn’t want to go home to somebody rehashing the same story about work, other crew’s affairs, bitching etc etc… — I didn’t want to listen, I didn’t care!
More shots have been passed around nearly the final stage, where almost everyone’s feeling good and more reassured. You could tell the guys were getting hungrier. It’s grab a pussy time.
I observed how funny some of them were either so reserved in the beginning or pretending not to even acknowledge that there were actually girls there in the first place. As I see these guys step down their ivory tower equipped with a heightened sense of confidence — Yes, thanks to you Jose Cuervo — I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. Did these guys really think that by putting such minimal effort and just walk up to a girl he would expect her to give him her vagina just like that? Based from experience not my own — unfortunately yes this happened often, if not always. These guys would first try and bring it to your consciousness that they’re making the big bucks, live in nice houses, own a boat and drive fast cars but I bet you not a Ferrari or an R8 GT. A hint of promise as such will drive some girls into the sandpit of delusion, broken hopes and broken dreams. As they go shag the pilots senseless for a night only to find themselves feeling empty the next day. They would rant about how much of a bastard the guy actually was the next time she sees him trying to make his way into another girl’s pants. It’s utter stupidity. But then again, it’s their choice, their problem. These girls would definitely sleep with the same bastards if they get the chance. Oh well, drama is a disease but the crew love it.
So what if the girl decided not to take bullshit from the guy? If a girl blows off some arrogant First Officer’s advances immediately she will be labeled a “bitch” for not giving him attention. He would guilt trip you into someone who’s boring and full of shit. It happened to me quite a few times. If I was in a happy mood, I would just brush it aside and go about drinking happily. No point spoiling a good mood. However if I was NOT in the mood expect me to go Jihad with that guy. I guarantee you I would make him look like a total idiot in front of everybody. I believe it’s only fair when he’s clearly being an asshole.
Let’s Call It A Night
The host needed to rest now and like any fun party it had to end. Some people got lucky and some had to leave empty handed. My captain friend and the rest of the guys still wanted to take the drinking session to the next house. I was tipsy but asked him to drop me off, not that I was being a party pooper but being the only girl left I didn’t want to look like raw meat before their eyes waiting to get devoured.
Mile High Club
It is a known fact you can find the horniest guys and equally as horny girls in this industry, which makes it more fun because anything could happen spontaneously. A little bit of air pressure and some help from our alcoholic friends; namely champagne, wine, vodka and beer and a party can kick off anytime, anywhere.
So the party went well, like most crew parties. As I recalled the happy days of being a flight attendant, you also have to understand that it is riddled with drama and bullshit which made the bumpy ride even more memorable. I would never go back, but it was definitely a hell of a good experience.