blacksheep
November 1, 2000, 01:44 PM
The other day I was deadheading with Crossair. The A/C was a small one, 32 seats and half empty, only one F/A, a very young pretty blonde (er...I didn't write that on purpose).
She passed through the cabin with WD, usual OJ and champ. The OJ had turned sour, undrinkable. Everybody gave it back to her, explaining why. All we got as an answer was an :"Ah bon?" (French for "Oh, really?")
She didn't apologize, and worse, didn't offer anything else! She continued the "service" (sandwiches on a tray passed twice in the cabin), and didn't see the lighth even when another pax nearly choked asked for a glass of water.
At the end of the flight she realized the "gaffe", because she noticed that the guy in a Capt uniform was the F/D of practically all her pax (he came talk to us, who were in civvies) and came to me asking if I wanted something to drink. She came to me only, and not to the others, because she had realized I was the Purser...
She passed through the cabin with WD, usual OJ and champ. The OJ had turned sour, undrinkable. Everybody gave it back to her, explaining why. All we got as an answer was an :"Ah bon?" (French for "Oh, really?")
She didn't apologize, and worse, didn't offer anything else! She continued the "service" (sandwiches on a tray passed twice in the cabin), and didn't see the lighth even when another pax nearly choked asked for a glass of water.
At the end of the flight she realized the "gaffe", because she noticed that the guy in a Capt uniform was the F/D of practically all her pax (he came talk to us, who were in civvies) and came to me asking if I wanted something to drink. She came to me only, and not to the others, because she had realized I was the Purser...