I've decided that if I should become a frequent traveler I will go first class.
Last night we were treated to a flight attendant the like of which I have never seen before. I wrote a little piece on him for this journal but lost it before I could post it. He was rude, stiff, unfriendly, and arrogant. So very strange, really, that I wondered how he had come to have that job. I found myself almost fearing each interaction with him.
The seats on JetBlue don't leave much room. I needed the aisle seat but then realized that it should have been on the other side of the aisle, so I could stretch out my left leg now and then. All of the flights I have taken lately have really been cramped and I have come to feel tired and squashed. I wish I were smaller and fitter! That would help.
I think we'll board soon. Enough of my bitching. I am just too tired.
