Cirendeu, November 15, 2010.
It’s been more than 8 months since I left the job, the place, the country.
The job which taught me a lot.
About discipline, being punctual, courtesy, seniority, humble, sincerity, how to socialize, and so on.
And now that I am here, in Jakarta, people start asking me ‘THE’ question.
“Do you miss flying?”
At first, I didn’t really think about it that much. But, since now I’m doing nothing but sitting around at home, I started to think about it.
I think I do miss flying! (even the thought shocked me. I never realize I could actually miss it!)
I miss receiving roster every month. Excited where I’ll be going the following month, and also the excitement of changing my roster. =P
I miss packing all my stuff. Packing my fav jacket and fav boots. (this one is weird, coz I used to hate packing, and my sister claimed that I was not capable of packing stuff! *wink*)
I miss seeing passenger’s happy face and sincere smile at the end of the flight. No matter how tired I felt, just by seeing them smiling at me and say, “Thank you for taking care of us. It was a wonderful flight”, it made it all worth it.
I miss the feeling of checking-in to my hotel room after one d*mn tiring flight, and doing nothing afterwards, a.k.a. hibernating.
I miss THE shopping.
I miss sightseeing ALONE. I like to enjoy the city on my own time, no need to adjust with other people’s timing and liking. (unless there are ‘familiar faces’ on the flight, i.e. friends, batchgirls, batchboys)
I miss sitting around at Times Square, alone with a cup of coffee, just watching all the people there.
I miss watching musical play in London.
I miss everything about Japan.
I miss the feeling of going back home to Jakarta after long flights.
I miss my friends in Singapore (T_T). I miss hanging out with them during offdays. Lunch/dinner while b*tching nasty crew, movies, karaoke session, or simply just hanging around at home, chitchatting how much we miss home.
And of course, I miss the money. =P
But, I do know that I don’t miss the lousy feeling before every flight. (and I mean ‘EVERY’ flight!)
Nervous about the set of crew I’m going to work with for the next 7 hours, 11 hours, or 14 hours. Will they be nice like an angel, or harsh like Miranda Priestly in The Devil Wears Prada?
Nervous about “Will I do my job well today, or I’m going to screw up such as spilled red wine on PPS’ white branded shirt?” (been there, done that!)
Nervous about the passenger.
You know what, actually, I didn’t really care about the pax. I mean, if they are unhappy or demanding, then so be it. But, I just don’t get that if the crew is being nasty, or discriminating, or simply being a b*tch. We are doing the same job, working in the same airline, been taught by the same training school, but why do you have to be such a b*tch? Can’t you just be nice since we’ll be ‘together’ for the next 7 hours, or 3 days, or 10 days?
Well, maybe because he/she just had a bad day. Or being called up for the flight which he/she didn’t expect. Or woke up in the wrong side of the bed. Or maybe because they have attitude problems which makes me a better person than you! (no offense, guys, YOU-whom-i-have-tagged-and-exist-in-my-fb-friend’s-list are not one of them)
So, now, if u ask me again, “Do you miss flying?”, my answer would be…
Yes, I do, but I don’t regret my decision for leaving the company.
I came back to Jakarta because this is my ‘home’. This is where my heart belongs. To be with my dear husband in this super-crowded city =)
And if you ask me will I go back to the same company?
I definitely will say, “Not in my lifetime!” =)
