This past trip was SO much better than the last. I feel loved.
Call me Sally Fields, but it's good to remember (Most) folks I work with really like me. They dig me, they think I'm funny & there is common respect. Half even chime in when I start swearing like a sailor & the other half crack up laughing & tolerate it.
You know, I'm too old to really care about this crap & normally I don't. Last trip just caught me off gaurd because I wasn't aware that my flying partner of the month was two-faced. Whatever.
Now I know. And life goes on.