Yesterday was actually a 'good' day at work. They've recently opened up an area at T5 only for accepting crew baggage, and it's totally separated from the main concourse so you never deal with any passengers. You only see the cabin crew and flight crew, so it's all chilled out because you're all staff and there's nothing that ever goes wrong. I was stationed there all day yesterday, which is pretty much the best day I can ask for.
You also get to see all the cabin crew hotties. Suprisingly there weren't actually that many. Maybe 1 in 15 was a good looking young girl. There were an awful lot of older guys, which bucks that stereotype of stunning blondes. Anyway, one of the girls was obviously on heat and was really coming onto me (this does not happen to me often), and began to tell me that she was single without me even asking. I was just about to get her number when I was interrupted by one of my supervisers and she left while the superviser was talking to me. For God's sake. By the way, when I say 'I was just about to get her number', I mean it, I actually was. It was the first time I'd actually encountered that tired airport cliche of a horny cabin crew girl and it was brilliant. But in true James style I still managed to get nowhere.
So, the beat goes on.
God of Terminal 5, please post me back in Crew Baggage today!!
-J
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