Big Guns and Pencil Skirts

So, it's been a hectic couple of weeks!!

At the risk of sounding terribly cheesy I never thought changing jobs and meeting so many new people would make me so happy!!!

I mean I get up at 3am some mornings to deal with stroppy passengers and yet I still have a smile on my face. A smile that somehow shines through despite the inch thick of make up and red lipstick!!

Also, there are the hot pilots. Mmm. Can't help it, just something about their cocky swagger and sexy uniform that sends a thrill down my spine.

The airport police too with their big guns and cute little hats...

Ah, the life of a single girl!!

There's just a constant buzz in an airport because it's like a challenge to get the aircraft pushed back on time.

Oh and don't we all look like sex pots in our pencil skirts and red tops, especially when we add the high vis vest to go on to the apron.

I have learnt a great deal though...I now know my phonetic alphabet which my 87 year old Papa seemed to be reasonably proud of. Then again he is deaf so not sure he heard what I said!!

The only down side to this job would be the difficulty of getting to sleep as early as 7 o'clock and then resisting a nap when I come back from a shift!!

Like I said though, I have a plethora of men to ogle and always someone to make me laugh, so can't really complain!!

Might try a double whammy of wine and an anti-histamine tonight, then again, might be risking my life doing that!!