March 3, 2011
When I fly I am happy, free and glad. When I don't fly, I'm snappy, silly and mad.
The alarm, (two of them just to be sure I get up,) went off at 4:00 am. I rolled out of bed, and made it to the shuttle by 4:30 am.
When I arrived to the Charlotte Airport Starbuck's was calling my name. By 5:05 am, they weren't open yet-was my watch wrong? They should be opened at 5:00! If I've gotta be at the airport on time, surely starbuck's does!
I got my coffee and went to the business center. I was already annoyed at the carts that drive around with those beeping noises. The day before those carts had given me a migraine-yep, after sitting in an airport for ten hours-you'd have a migraine also!
So, when I went into the business center to ask the guy if he could let me into this quiet room he said it was for paying customers only!! "But, I'm a flight attendant," I said! He said, "I don't care. You have to pay."
So much for special perks!
So, back to the noisy area I go. Although, I did find a quiet area-not so quiet. It was, though, quieter than where the noisy carts were. I began to listen to my cd's. Some guy walked up to me and said, "Could you put your headphones on, it's a little loud." I said, "Could you put yours on? I don't have any." He sighed heavily and put his headphones on.
I had to listen to loud, noisy carts, get bumped by starbuck's, and deal with his attitude all by 5:30 in the morning! Shew, it would be a long day.
It sure was! I didn't get called until 10:15 for a short one hour flight to Ohio. I was filled with glee, delight and joy when boarding all my passengers. I bet they wondered what I was up to, I was so chipper! Remember, I had been sitting at the airport for days, hours and it seemed so delightful flying in the air!
Ah, I'm learning so much about this being kind thing. I think I'm only kind when I want to be! I think that's most of us.
By the time 3:30 pm I was exhausted, and not from working hard, but from sitting hard! The hotels in Charlotte were booked because of some basketball game. I had to rent a car, to get to another hotel. When I went to rent a car, they denied me because I didn't have some ungodly amount of money in my checking account. So, I had to take a shuttle back to take a cab to get to the hotel. The cab driver was from Africa where my husband had done a missions trip!
Oh gosh, I was too tired to be kind! However, I knew I was supposed to be kind to this man. So, I began chatting with him. He said that if the hotel he was going to was only two miles away, he wouldn't take a cab, he would walk! That was when I asked him where he was from! He told me all about Africa, and asked me if my husband had been a missionary to Africa. I told him yes, and that my husband had loved the African people.
I tipped the cab driver 6 bucks-and I never tip that generously. However, I thought, "What would my heroin do?"
Maybe, just maybe, six bucks will make a difference in that man's life!? If not, it sure did make a difference in mine, giving it to him!
Ah, now, Lord, I wish I had more than enough funds to tip everyone in the service industry six bucks!
When I fly I am happy, free and glad. When I don't fly, I'm snappy, silly and mad.
The alarm, (two of them just to be sure I get up,) went off at 4:00 am. I rolled out of bed, and made it to the shuttle by 4:30 am.
When I arrived to the Charlotte Airport Starbuck's was calling my name. By 5:05 am, they weren't open yet-was my watch wrong? They should be opened at 5:00! If I've gotta be at the airport on time, surely starbuck's does!
I got my coffee and went to the business center. I was already annoyed at the carts that drive around with those beeping noises. The day before those carts had given me a migraine-yep, after sitting in an airport for ten hours-you'd have a migraine also!
So, when I went into the business center to ask the guy if he could let me into this quiet room he said it was for paying customers only!! "But, I'm a flight attendant," I said! He said, "I don't care. You have to pay."
So much for special perks!
So, back to the noisy area I go. Although, I did find a quiet area-not so quiet. It was, though, quieter than where the noisy carts were. I began to listen to my cd's. Some guy walked up to me and said, "Could you put your headphones on, it's a little loud." I said, "Could you put yours on? I don't have any." He sighed heavily and put his headphones on.
I had to listen to loud, noisy carts, get bumped by starbuck's, and deal with his attitude all by 5:30 in the morning! Shew, it would be a long day.
It sure was! I didn't get called until 10:15 for a short one hour flight to Ohio. I was filled with glee, delight and joy when boarding all my passengers. I bet they wondered what I was up to, I was so chipper! Remember, I had been sitting at the airport for days, hours and it seemed so delightful flying in the air!
Ah, I'm learning so much about this being kind thing. I think I'm only kind when I want to be! I think that's most of us.
By the time 3:30 pm I was exhausted, and not from working hard, but from sitting hard! The hotels in Charlotte were booked because of some basketball game. I had to rent a car, to get to another hotel. When I went to rent a car, they denied me because I didn't have some ungodly amount of money in my checking account. So, I had to take a shuttle back to take a cab to get to the hotel. The cab driver was from Africa where my husband had done a missions trip!
Oh gosh, I was too tired to be kind! However, I knew I was supposed to be kind to this man. So, I began chatting with him. He said that if the hotel he was going to was only two miles away, he wouldn't take a cab, he would walk! That was when I asked him where he was from! He told me all about Africa, and asked me if my husband had been a missionary to Africa. I told him yes, and that my husband had loved the African people.
I tipped the cab driver 6 bucks-and I never tip that generously. However, I thought, "What would my heroin do?"
Maybe, just maybe, six bucks will make a difference in that man's life!? If not, it sure did make a difference in mine, giving it to him!
Ah, now, Lord, I wish I had more than enough funds to tip everyone in the service industry six bucks!
"Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless."
~ Mother Teresa~
~ Mother Teresa~
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