We finally made it home about two hours late. It was a typical triumph for commercial passenger aviation in the U.S. today: we made it through the trip with our bodies intact but our spirits demolished.
The one bright spot on the last leg of the trip was the flight attendant in learning. The little jets we fly out of Santa Barbara generally have just one flight attendant. This evening’s trip had two: the veteran and the new guy.
The new attendant – it was his first flight – was a nice looking and incredibly personable young man who was clearly excited to be there. He made all the announcements about how to buckle a seatbelt and what to do if the oxygen masks come down, etc. Before he made the announcement he informed us that it was his first time and to be patient with him if he stumbled a little. He made it through and the entire planefull of passengers gave him an ovation.
If only the rest of the U.S. Air employees could be as kind and gracious as the passengers it would be a much better airline.
U.S. Air misadventure finally ends