I just flew some horrendously LATE flights that turned into all-nighters, we were so delayed... But the psgrs were glad we still were going & not cancelling, so they were nice after they got over the initial bitching & moaning...(which I didn't blame them as I was right in there pitching a fit!)
But here's the great thing after being away for 3 weeks & dreading returning to work...
I flew with such nice women! They were all SO sweet & happy to be flying with me. Isn't that cool? They dig me just for the quirky crazy nut I am. Makes me feel warm.
They told me they think I am gorgeous (ahh, not so much anymore,) that I don't look anywhere near 60yrs old (mmh, yeah I felt I looked like hammered dog shit after flying all day & night,) that I am an urban legend at the Newark base (well, this part IS true, ha!) & they were all looking so forward to working with me because I am funny, I crack them up (yeah, that's true too,) & nobody swears as much as I do (Uhm, well THAT is not cool...)
It was really wonderful to hear that these great, hard-working professionals like me so much! Makes life worth while.
They got together to have a few drinks after we'd gotten to our rooms the last night, however I did not join them - I wanted my bed! (& it's really not that much fun to stay sober while others get loaded... esp being so tired.) One of them told me the next day that they spent a long time talking about me & laughing till their guts hurt - each one bringing up hilarious experiences they'd had with me. WOW!! How really super-cool is that?! I so appreciate them. Wow.
It was an overwhelming welcome back. Plus they said they'd miss me on their next trip I wouldn't be on since I traded it. Really lovely women. I was lucky.