Tired of…

This life.  It makes me tired of…

Disclaimer:  Everyone has bad days at work. This is not the view of a collective group or an employer, but simply me exercising my freedom to whine.

I’m tired of getting in trouble for my nails being painted with colors.  I was told once that I had flair, maybe too much.  But then I was told, “One can never have too much flair.”  I miss having the choice of flair.

Gel Nail designs Honolulu

I’m tired of being reprimanded for filling up a passenger’s water bottle.  It’s water.

drinking water air travel


I’m tired of the simplest tasks being difficult.  “Is it Coffee and Tea on the paddles, or the trolley?” really doesn’t need to be a question every single flight.

I’m tired of always being on an airplane, but never traveling.


I’m tired of being away from California, my best friends, and Sybil.

Best friends

I’m tired of never knowing what day it is, and then when I think I know, getting it all wrong.

flight attendant sad

I’m tired of greasy airplane food.  I rarely eat it, but still, it smells bad.  Those ovens smell bad too.

I’m tired of the boarding music, and the pre-recorded announcements.

I’m tired of that big suitcase.  It has made me fall before.  I know I’m clumsy, but it still is a monster that never leaves my side.

flight attendant suitcase problems

I’m tired of not having a place to put my stuff.

flight attendant packs

I’m tired of the pay scale.  I miss my old paycheck.

I’m tired of never being able to choose where I go, when I go, and with whom I go.

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I’m tired of dating so much.

dating flight attendant

I’m tired of being 28 and slightly homeless.  Or living with Mom & Dad- whichever you want to call it.

flight attendant crashpad

I’m tired of being tired all the time…

kara mulder flight attendant life

  • james

    I feel this way too somedays. Tired of people who lie to me either to scam the system or try to get pain pills, or those not really interested in their health, long hours, being lonely because of the previous or that my job sends me to a foreign country far from home. You have to ask though, do you love what you do? Cause then a WW2 vet, a soldier or their family thanks me or trusts me with their health and i am a big happy, cheesy smile and the crazy early alarm clock is not so bad

    October 20th, 2014 12:00
  • Mary

    believe me having a “boyfriend” or a long term relationship is not all it is cracked up to be. You get old and cranky and tired and there is NO romance and when you’re home couped up inside doing dishes and laundry and homework and errands and NOT getting paid, you’ll long to be in the sky. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my daughter and in 3 months, I don’t know if I will be able to leave her for my flight attendant life. But all I know, is that the domestic life is NOT for me, and you have to do what you really love. I wouldn’t trade my daughter for the world. I don’t make a lot of money. My daughter has a medical condition. Life is hard. I read your blogs and I am jealous of what you get to do. I hope you find what makes you happy. Men definitely don’t make all of life happy!! LOL

    October 20th, 2014 19:17
  • Amanda

    I just recently found you through another fellow FA.. I enjoyed this post because I know exactly how you feel. I sometimes feel horrible when I complain about this “great” job. Not everyone can understand, trust me you’re not alone. I love your nails btw, and we both know there are far more important things for supervisors to worry about. 🙂

    November 14th, 2014 16:51

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