Flight Attendant Interview

Yesterday, I went to an interview for flight attendants. There were more than 300 interviewees spread into 3 time slots (0915, 1000, and 1045). My god, the last time I've been surrounded with so many beautiful women was back in 2005 at Toronto BR! I was in the 1000 time slot (100+ interviewees), whether there were more groups of women was beyond me.

The first round consisted of a short video and arm reach test. You had to be able to reach 208 cm with one arm without shoes. Standing on tip toes was allowed. Only one person was disqualified in my time slot. The second round consisted of 3 parts. The first part was a 1-minute introduction of the person beside you. The second part was a small group discussion and presentation of for some stupid 5-star hotel. The third part was a large group discussion about the same lame topic.

I was knocked-out after the third part of the second round, as was 90-95% of the others. But it was all right, I talked with 4 women during the interview, 3 women while waiting for the bus, and 1 woman on the bus ride. A total of 8 pretty flight attendant wannabes and I initiated conversation with 5 them. What a record. Now if I keep that up with 2 of the women down at my clubhouse, that'll be sweet.

In My Mind

Yesterday, I made a bold move. After watching a movie with a friend, I was riding the elevator up to the podium of my apartment. When the elevator opened, I literally bumped into a female clubhouse worker, the one I had a crush on for about half a year. Her co-workers just stared at us for a couple of seconds. I just stood there too, not knowing what to say to her cool facial expression. Then she went into the elevator by herself and the door started to close. Before it could close all the way though, I stuck my forearm into the gap and the elevator jammed open. I couldn't believe I did that, but I used the momentum to walk inside and to close the door. Now it was her turn to drop her jaw. It was always tough talking with her. Knowing that this was pretty much the best chance available, I tried my best. I told her to smile more from now on if she sees me in the clubhouse because that'll make it easier for me to talk to her. I said I was attracted to her, but that I wanted to know her more too. Then she smiled and kissed me. I slid my tongue over. She didn't reject it. So I stuck it down her throat. Of course, that whole event happened in my mind.