To all travelers, business or pleasure:
I got a peek behind the curtain yesterday during my flight to Dallas. Discovered something that can turn a cold, distant flight attendant into a friendly and engaged conversationalist.
Cookies
It’s as simple as that.
Two pilots were deadheading on my flight from New York City, and they were in the row in front of me. After we achieved a ‘comfortable cruising altitude,’ the flight attendants started coming. One by one. Big smiles on their faces. Gratitude on their lips.
All because one of the pilots brought the crew cookies when he boarded the plane.
With the rest of the passengers, the flight attendants were polite, but we didn’t get those genuine grins. Or the frequent check-ins to see if we needed anything else.
I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. I’ve received a less effusive version of this treatment when I’ve given a flight attendant a magazine when I’m finished with it. But yesterday I learned an important nuance:
Do it at the start of the flight.
Captain, my captain
Have you ever wanted to know more about the people piloting your airplane?
Be careful what you wish for.
On my flight to Chicago yesterday, I sat next to a pilot who was dead heading back home. He was especially chatty, so I learned quite a bit about this life and his schedule. And his criminal record.
You heard me.
Back when he was flying cargo planes, he and his co-pilot were arrested for trafficking cocaine in the Carribean. The white stuff was hidden in the cockpit but he said it was already on the plane when they came aboard.
Uh huh.
They were detained for three weeks in a Dominican prison before their lawyers cleared up the ‘misunderstanding.’ He seemed most upset that his tann faded during his incarceration.
T. M. I.
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