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Kansas City, MO, A Day in October
Dec. 28th, 2011 05:34 pmKate was smug. Not that that was anything new, though she thought she had good reason to. (Although, that wasn't really anything new, either.) She'd survived a grueling day: a day of what was basically a huge aptitude test/training session for work as a flight attendant. This meant she'd survived Bunny the badass attendant instructor with the blunt, tough attitude ––
"Welcome, new faces and old. Name tag says Bunny. I represent SkyKans in work and in life. Hi. What's your name?"
"Ka––"
"Don't care. There are twenty of you here. In a few days, there will be four. Too wide. Too stupid. Too many things to mention. Take your things. Go home. The rest of you, let's get crackin'."
–– and Daisy the fellow hopeful stewardess-to-be with the completely psycho act in the roleplay exercise ––
"I'm gonna be awful to you."
"That's the whole point of the roleplay, so... Can I get you anything? Cold beverage, tea, coffee?"
"Wash your hands, stewardess! I can still smell the co-pilot all over your fingers, sky waitress."
"What?! W-why are my fingers all over the co-pilot in this scenario?"
"For attention. Your looks will be gone in ten years. And then what? Back to internet porn?"
"I told you that in confidence, you little bitch–– Coke, water?"
"You're going nowhere, loser."
"I'm going to rip out your extensions!"
–– and even the final task of 'big bag, small opening' ––
"The bag is a little large for our plane, ma'am. We'll tag it, put it in the belly, and have it waiting for you on the tarmac when we arrive."
–– which all put together meant that she was the only one in her group of about twenty to make it to the end, and had her first training flight scheduled in a couple of days. So, she was treating herself to an iced coffee and a chocolate cupcake at a place near the airport, and feeling cheerfully smug.
[ooc: NFB, but open for texts/calls/whathaveyou. Paraphrased from USoT S03E05 'Dr. Hatteras' Miracle Elixir'.]
"Welcome, new faces and old. Name tag says Bunny. I represent SkyKans in work and in life. Hi. What's your name?"
"Ka––"
"Don't care. There are twenty of you here. In a few days, there will be four. Too wide. Too stupid. Too many things to mention. Take your things. Go home. The rest of you, let's get crackin'."
–– and Daisy the fellow hopeful stewardess-to-be with the completely psycho act in the roleplay exercise ––
"I'm gonna be awful to you."
"That's the whole point of the roleplay, so... Can I get you anything? Cold beverage, tea, coffee?"
"Wash your hands, stewardess! I can still smell the co-pilot all over your fingers, sky waitress."
"What?! W-why are my fingers all over the co-pilot in this scenario?"
"For attention. Your looks will be gone in ten years. And then what? Back to internet porn?"
"I told you that in confidence, you little bitch–– Coke, water?"
"You're going nowhere, loser."
"I'm going to rip out your extensions!"
–– and even the final task of 'big bag, small opening' ––
"The bag is a little large for our plane, ma'am. We'll tag it, put it in the belly, and have it waiting for you on the tarmac when we arrive."
–– which all put together meant that she was the only one in her group of about twenty to make it to the end, and had her first training flight scheduled in a couple of days. So, she was treating herself to an iced coffee and a chocolate cupcake at a place near the airport, and feeling cheerfully smug.
[ooc: NFB, but open for texts/calls/whathaveyou. Paraphrased from USoT S03E05 'Dr. Hatteras' Miracle Elixir'.]
