300

Everytime I go on flight now... people ask me..

"Eiy why yr name behind got the '=' sign ah??"

"Oh... cos I'm 744M crew mah..."

"HarRr?? U r one of the Spartans ah?"

"EIy why everyone calling us the Spartans ah??"

"DId u watch the movie 300??? There r 300 of u mahhh!"

-___-"

okieeee....


Anyway... I never watched the movie... cos my dvd kena stunned some time ago...

But this Spartan u know is going to Akl later..... Cos standby call up...
And AGAIN after on the 3rd Aug...

HaiZzzzz~ Nightmare... nightmare....

I miss...

I miss familiarity...

I dun need someone to tell me that I'm a negative person...
that I'm grown up n can't act like a little girl...
that I shouldn't be blah blah blah
Cos I know who I am...
Wat I'm made of...
Where I stand...

I'm just being true to myself lor...
And with my best frenz gone outta town... I'm just feeling a lil bit lost...

I'm tired...
Of trying to be the best of me all the time...

I'm just troublesome, ultra sensitive, ponder alot ole me...
Either tread with care... love me a whole lot... or get outta my life...

Paws Galore @ Pawtobello...

I absolutely love Goldies...

I wanna keep dozens!!!

The Rif n I brought Whiskey to this pet joint along Mohd Sultan...
Pawtobello...
It's jus opposite Dbl O that stretch ah...

It serves doggie chow...
N food for humans too..

Decently priced food... n pretty damn good too!! :)
The creamy crab pasta was a delight n satisfied my weeklong craving for good pasta lo!

The botak Rif n Whisk...
See!! they even place a rubber mat under doggie's water bowl...
So thoughtful hor?!?

We ordered our food first...
Cos as u know lar...
Our stupid dog gets all edgy after any car ride...
He lao sai after getting outta the car n though we walked him for a long time in a hope to cool him down, he was still breathing blardee hard n sighing when we sat him down at the cafe...

N apparently the last time Rif's bro brought him... he refused to touch the yummy doggie chow...

Rif was an extremely understanding n good Daddy...
N brought him around the cafe...
His logic was to let Doggie get comfy with his surroundings... not to constrain him to our seating area.... n sure enough.... Le whisk stopped panting n sighing n looking tense.....

By the time his food came... he woofed it down at top speed...
We ordered Muttloaf!! The big portion!!
I worried for awhile if doggie had enough to eat....
But it's true.. he so damn fat now...


My troublesome but oh-so-human bao bei~...
He is so temperamental n high maintenance like me!!
Must be ultra sensitive with this pooch one!!... ;D

We were hanging around n eating slowly so he could digest his food n not puke after the car ride home...

Then... Along came a gangster....

Chester!!
He is 5 years old... n extremely extremely active lar!!!
N oh sooooooo cute!!
That face!!!!

Though his body is half the size of Whiskey's... his head is big n blocky like a goldie's should...

I was telling Rif Chester n Whiskey should have a body-head transplant...
Cos his big head would look better with my dog's super fat torso lor! n vice versa for Whisk's sharp face n Chester's skinny bod..

Chester rocked tables... peed twice like a rogue doggie...
N was so cute as he ran around claiming the bones his master gave to other dogs as his own again...
He never stopped for a moment... except when u called him n he paused for a nano second for u to pet him n another when he settled down to destroy his bone...

Goldies n us...

"Gimme gimme gimme...."

Look at Chester's ears.... as he looked earnestly at his 2nd dinner...

Paws n Fur...

Was damn proud of my dog lar!!
He never once peed inside the cafe... or rattled any tables.. or begged at other tables... or hassled other dogs... or their owners....or barked, or stole the treats on sale from the shelves though they were easily accessible to him...

He was a model dog indeed lor!!
He waited for me outside the loo whenever I went n according to Rif looked extremely worried whenever I closed the door .

I love my Whiskey pup!!!

The Sleep'n'Drool Kinda Gal...

I realised long ago that I can fall asleep anywhere...
Like deep deep dreaming sleep...

esp after a flight.... any flight...

Like on public transport like taxis n buses..
More on buses though...

It's a chronic problem...
Since my days in school..
Where I not only stroll into lectures an hour late... but fall asleep with my head going all over the place once I sit down...

Yes... n sometimes I drool...

Yar yar.. when u do get to know me more.. u will realise that I is so unglam one lor...

>;p

AKL - SIN: A Peaceful Flight Back In...

Not becos 9V-SPR stopped giving us problems....

But cos the crew who took over it after we landed in AKL experienced OJ raining over Zone C during take off n landing... instead of just water this time!!

HAhHaHahahhaaa~ ;D

The aircraft is finally grounded again back in Sin...
(Me n flymate sat bitching during landing... n calculated tt from the date SPR joined our fleet... it has done an estimated 20 sectors.. n has been grounded 2 times liao....

eeeeks... how's that for reliability??)

I just hope that whenever I am scheduled for the flight, this happens...

All the flymates so sian, all dreading another sector on the horrid aircraft...

all expecting a hard day of verbal abuse from unhappy pax...

Dragging their feet at checkout....

Then........

Weeee heee!~~

We using 9V-SPH!!! Our normal Jumbo!! ;D

I was suddenly my usual giggly n rubbish talking self!!

Jer, if u reading this... try to imagine how relieved u were when u got on a Jumbo after an ER flight... then u try to magnify that feeling of relief by 10,000X...

That was how happy I felt when I sighted our regular pretty Skysuites in PCL b4 stepping into our regular Jumbo at Door 1L...

Home Sweet Home!~

Even our own aircraft smells sweeter...

Ahhhhhh~.... :)
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To Anonymous who is going thru a break up now...

Thank you for leaving a comment
I'm glad u could relate to my blog.. my experiences...
For a moment, I tot I was jus ranting like a mad woman...

Yeah... it's really shitty...
I realised i never mentioned I drove down all the way to find the ex in my blog b4..
hmmm... Then u must really be like me lor..

I did that a couple of times...
Only to b greeted w a cool/nonchalant reception... as if nothing was wrong...
Or to be met with an empty room... wondering wat could he b out doing still at 5.30 am..

A good fren of mine keeps saying that he feels like driving headlong into a wall...
The frustration... the loss...at a failed relationship...

All I can say is...
-The bang-by-bus feeling will go away in time...

-Nobody dies of a heartbreak... unless we allow ourselves to...

-And be gracious. Forgive the other person no matter how mean he/she was to u...
Cos a relationship involves 2 people... 2 people who makes things happen... Can't b all his/her fault.. It's hard to marry 2 different minds all the time ya know??

-And I'm sure u'll find another person... Better? We won't know.. cos love is a risk we all have to take... else we will never know...

Okiiie?? :)
Happy happy people...
Drink, dance, make merry... cos singlehood is shiok too wat.
hee hee ;D

Diaries of a 74M Crew: Where the Hardware Fails the Software...

My first flight on the goddamned aircraft today…
N ohhhh boy.. wat to expect..

I’m writing this in loo of my hotel room now…
Cos CB Langham can only provide 1 freaking smoking room for a whole set of 17 crew…
ONE….

And ciggies r needed for inspiration for bitching sessions…
Wat more… no internet… much less wireless..
So am writing this in a heat on Word.
……………………………………
In the briefing room…all the stories come out le.. to share wat to anticipate…

To all comments… the usual dreamy Dodo will only have comments to make in her own head…
Let me share..


“Er… somehow.. seat 30D got no headset jack… so we just hope that the seat is not occupied…”

-Huh? How did the MAS people operate all these years on that aircraft (n mind u it’s pretty old… it was grounded the nite b4 for dunno wat reason)) with a seat with no headset outlet but a screen for movies ah?
My colleague could only joke.. “Eiy!! Can put a deaf pax there lei!!

“hmmm.. 6 handsets are missing from the seats in economy. No replacement cos shortage of parts (diff from our company standard, so no surprise), so we wonder wat have been done…


On my flight become 7 le, as a little girl wove her detached handset at me… -__-

“The last flight I did, a few seats in business din work.. then the screen at seat XX spoil…
Another cover on screen XX kinda fell off…
The engineers at AKL tested it… but on the way back the same screen fell off… so think when they tested it was okie ah..”

-NB, like that also can… -___-“

So… with the inflight supervisors’ encouragement of “ We try to take it in stride lar hor. Dun take things too personally. At the end of the day, we take it that it’s the company’s inadequacies n we jus handle it as best as we can as Crew. After all, that’s wat we are here for.”

-So that's wat cabin crew r for... punching bags for angry frustrated people who can't get wat they paid for... ;(

Amidst all the stories of as much as 65 service recovery vouchers(which is fuckin fuckin a lot for the uninitiated) given out n lots of “sorry sorry sorry” onboard… I tot… Nabei.. That’s wat’s my job is about… “SORRY-ing” as opposed to “SOARING”.

I already damn jaded after my MC episode le..
b4 flight today, I actually flipped thru the Recruit Section earnestly for the fucking first time in 3 years…
And tore out one…
And decided to send out my updated resume (hence brought my lappie to AKL) n send out just to see if after flying for 3 years I still have market value.

Then now… this…
Ch**Bye Aircraft…
……………………………………………..

Onboard we go…
But not without a fag to anticipate the stressful flight to expect..

Extra ground duties

-To open all 306 or so airvents (machiam like the Airbus days which the senior crew lamented bout) Divided by 4 of us, that’s still quite a handful of “nipple-like” twisting to do…

-Stowage problems in the Aft cabin… but ain’t as bad as the 300ER.

-Galley. Absolute catastrophe. No ice bins. No chiller compartments for drinks. No galley top space(as if the 300ER in EY) 2nd meals catered in airlardas, so is ice. Old skool methods of dry ice is used on dry stores. Much muscle n coolie strength is needed to reorganize it to workable conditions. Not only that. NO CLOSED COMPARTMENTS. So everything crew prepared like sugar n milk pods n serviettes n stuff all gone.

After Take off

-Zone C, Economy - Flooded by condensation upon take off. Pax all standing up when aircraft still in ascent. HOW how HowWwwwwW???? Pax getting rained on… cannot help it..


-Attending to all impossible attendant call lights. “ my seat wet!!!” “ My seat got no handset control” “ my seat blah blah blah blah blah” NBKNNNBCBBBB*


-Time taken to give out relevant stuff like headsets n all is extended due to these series of unfortunate events. Leading crew to me :“I have no time to talk to pax now, can u jus tell them bleah bleah bleah.. I gotta attend to the condensation prob…”


-Prep of Wine Beer Juice in galley longer cos no space. Supper time overdue… NB still need to do ice cream!! Supper lei!

Also when I switched on the ovens to heat meals… they each sounded like an overaged nuclear generator powering up to explode..
We all looked at each other going, “is that normal???” fucking scary~
Wahahahahahah~ :D

-No trash compactors onboard. So a simple thing like throwing rubbish has to have a method… to save as much space as possible… NB~


Sighhhhhh…

It was a perfect example of controlled chaos… but all handled with chagrin n most importantly…. A smile on the face…

This is only the first leg…
Everyone was sleeping cos of the time…

I’m Soooooooooo dreading the flight back… where it will be a day flight..n everyone awake…expecting their movies to work.. their games to work…their 2nd round of coffees, their much needed boredom induced hunger… bleah bleah bleah…

We asked the AKL groundstaff…

“Will these problems b resolved?”

“Nooooooooo”

N we realized….

They will never be… cos this aircraft is put on a more torturous schedule than us… shuttling between Sin n Akl nightly… daily….. 7 days a week…for the next 10months… with no sufficient ground time in between…

N so … the 300 or so crew (include. me) will encounter the same prob on each n every akl flight… Til the teething prob gets better… or til the end of time… (sobs~)
………………………………..

I slept like a baby the entire day… thru meal calls…
N reflected over dinner, white wine n beer in the room…

I damn sian…

I dun wanna be a tai tai cos I get edgy without work…

I not enough moolah to start my own business…

I was losing passion cos I demotivated le…

I did explore the idea of quitting n getting a ground job… Cos this is getting nowhere… n as a wise man once told me :”Passion is v important in our line of work. Without passion, we won’t be able to get thru another day in this demanding industry…where someone else’s need transcends ours…”

I did explore the possibility of quitting n going to study… n in the process.. go back to my bohemian days of moonlighting as a nonchalant bartender/waitress.

Waking up, go class… nite go work. After work go drink.. no worries bout the day after… except for oncoming projects or whatever… aka my days at Penny Black, when I was in between jobs…

Wat talent do I have???? sigh~

I’m not like Deniz. Can freelance design n do nails n oHHhhhh, he gonna start a nail school laR!!

I have not reached management level in the service line… I can’t run a freakin restaurant…unless my father got $$.. heh

I dun wanna work in a bank cos I’m completely clueless..

I wanna be in the fashion industry, but im without the relevant dip/deg. N that’s still not my topmost passion… (PassiOooN!!..in a french accent) sound like patience too… for… hee hee~ ;D

My specialization seems to be in pampering n pacifying n PR-ing..

N I decided…

Since I love organized chaos.. (as from the days of Dome).. n cussin disgusting customers after in the name of fun… ;D
Since I NEED to sleep in on weekdays n have been used to working on public hols n weekends…
Since all my close frenz (like Von n many people I can relate to) are in the service sectors too (Von I love you!!!)

I WILL stick it out. Be strong. (cos encouragement given) n stick it out til this aircraft finishes its lease…

So there is the resolve of the Fly Girl…
Cos she always can look back fondly… n laugh at all the anecdotes… n tell her children all her incredibly boh liao stories..

LOL*
…………………………………………………………

I only hope the boyfriend can understand…
Thru all the whinings n complaints…
My resolve to be a Fly Girl..

;) *ginger smile*

The Devil... UNLEASHED....

The motherfuckers disrupted my roster again, calling me up for another AKL...
Which would take away my London as well...

Not only that...
They r disrupting my life..
Wat's supposed to be my off days aren't certain anymore...

So since the last incident.....
I juuuussssst LET GO of my MCs only...
2 more days!! For the 6th n 7th...

7th of July is supposed to be my off day...
The boyfriend has gotten good tickets for The Dim Sum Dollies...
It will also be our 2nd month anniversary the nite b4...

Since the company dun appreciate compliant crew...
I find no use sacrificing anything just cos they need manpower either...

MuaHahahahHaaAAaa~

They have unleashed the devil....
And I'm really tired of this life...
So maybe when I grow up I can't b chief stewardess le...
hee hee... ;D
I want a better life!!!!!! I want new job ah!!!

Woohooo~

Hair for Hope. Children Cancer Foundation...

Check this out...


Le Rif shaved his head for this cause.....


He looks like shaolin monk now...
And apparently The Dog did not recognise him when he got home either....
And spent a good few minutes sniffing his spiky baldness...
Wahahaha~ ; )

I, however spotted him a mile away this evening at Wheelock Place as he walked towards me with his new haircut n sunglasses... ;D

Look like Morpheus in The Matrix
WAhahahaha~

How many people u know would do that?
I'm so proud of him...
I donated le...

Now those of u who know him...
Thru this blog,
Thru me or otherwise....

Go click here n donate hor!! ;D

"Becos it comes n goes... like a ship..."

I really can't remember wat I was referring to when I first made this statement when I was 20...

Was I talking bout feelings?
Or relationships?
Or people in my life?

Hmmm...

All I know is...
- A very good fren of mine is utterly heartbroken..... a-fuckin'-gain...

"Why can't I seem to keep someone's attention for long???.... Looking at my track record........
I'm gonna end up old n lonely..........."

- My soulmate is leaving the country for long long soon.... n is bald...

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I feel like life is moving very quickly...
Yet so slowly...
I can't decide wat pace I like it to be... or is it really moving at all?...

I'm often caught up in moods like these still...
Thinking too much n too deep....
With no worthy partner to share my muses...

I wonder why can't I be like I used to...
Feeling full of life n happy n contented... without over-analysing rubbish stuff...
N feeling the way I feel...

Is this wat they call.... -Mid Life Crisis-??

I realised I'm really a very complicated person lor...
I realised... my soul needs aplenty of nourishing to feel whole...
by wat, I dunno....

If I can strip my soul bare n talk to it face to face....
I will wanna know....
WAt really makes me happy....

Hmmm...
Maybe that was wat I was talking bout...

Happiness.....
it kinda comes n goes... like a ship...

3 Glorious days of MC... N 1 big reason to hate my job.

... And I dun give a damn anymore...

So I really din wanna take MC one lor...

But they activated me for another Auckland flight on Saturday...
N I tried calling the people at control to negotiate cos I lost my voice...
I just got back from MC n did the Canton turn...
I really dun wanna report sick n inconvenience so many other people...

Nbei cheebye..

The officer was merciless n guai lan n completely unsympathetic...

No no... never mind I hardly report sick..
Never mind that when Planning owed me my long flights or forgot my off days I dun go make noise...
Never mind that no matter how shitty my roster is or how shitty the flight is, I jus turn up n do my flights..
Never mind that I hardly ever make last min changes for change of flight...

I'm probably one of the most obedient n compliant crew around...

"No no... I am not a doctor.........
I can't tell if u can or cannot workkk....
If one crew ask me call another... n another ask me call another... then who should I call????"

"But... can't u hear from my voice now tt I'm not fit to work?
I just came back from MC... I really do not wish to take more MC...
If I can have my off day as rostered morrow... n not have to do this flight..
I would be able to do my normal rostered Auckland as on Monday..."

"No no no... u just report sick..."
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KNN!!!
FUCK!!! IS THERE NO ROOM FOR NEGOTIATION!!??!??!?!!!!! >='(

*SCREAMsssssss..............*

I really hated the company I work for when I put down the phone...

They take into account our MCs as casual n let us know that IT jeopardises our chances of promotion...
Then wat????
Crew r robots is it???? NOt fucking supposed to fall sick???

Then we take MC... the next day will be standby...
R we supposed to recover immediately??? Like within 1 day?!?!
Esp when the company doctor (esp cheebye Raffles Medical) gives such crappy medication???


So they say they choose the good crew for the Auckland runs...
But we r at their beck n call n suddenly... even planning our lives round our scheduled rosters have become difficult

I was so frustrated I burst into tears....
Fuck my clean MC record....
Fuck the stupid cheebye guai lan merciless un-empathetic &*&%;%$^^$#%$@^*& officer on duty..
May you have bad karma n have fucking stupid children who grow up to desert u n hate u n disown u... n may u burn in hell.
Fuck the stupid one dimensional communistic-like system..
Fuck the union who claims to look after crew welfare...
Fuck the company....... who should just hire robots, not humans...

I went to take 3 days MC...
Should have taken more...

N guess wat....

For my standby morrow n Thursday...
They punished me with an overnight turn to BANGALORE n back....

Nice people I work for ... right??
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*UPDATED 03JUL...

Have just received a stern email demanding my explanation for why I counter reported sick after acknowledging my standby call up...

Can I fucking just spit in their faces?

KNNBCCB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!