flyin2low smirked:
Stupid pretzel pushers, glorified waitress'' of the sky.
DCAflyer responds:
Let me tell you what a pretzel pusher does. A pretzel pusher gets on the aircraft 45 minuted before pushback (pushback being the time said pretzel pusher starts being paid) to make sure all safety equipment is present and functioning, that the aircraft is clean and presentable for our passengers, and that the cabin crew is properly briefed. A pretzel pusher then boards passengers onto the aircraft, looking at each and every one of them trying to guess if they might be a threat to passengers, crew, or company property. A pretzel pusher tries tactfully to remove a 400 pound passenger from the emergency exit row. A pretzel pusher tries to reseat passengers when there are duplicate, and sometimes triplicate seat assignment (with FAA minimum crew, it is illegal for a pretzel pusher to go down the jetway to get the gate agent to deal with the problem). A pretzel pusher tries to assure passengers that their bags will make it to their destinations and that the aircraft is safe (even though staffing for baggage handlers and mechanics has been reduced just like inflight). A pretzel pusher, while continuing to be unpaid, "helps" 80-year-old female passengers get 60 pound overstuffed bags into the overhead bin. A pretzel pusher continues to be unpaid when the aircraft sits on a gate hold for an extra 45 minutes, yet smiles all the while and deals with angry passengers.
Finally, after pushback, a pretzel pusher checks on each and every passenger, making sure their seatbelts are fastened, seatbacks are up, and bags are stowed. Then, the pretzel pushers take their jumpseats and mentaly review every possible sitiation which might go wrong on takeoff, where the nearest extits are, what commands might need to be shouted, and how to get 140 people out safely. The pretzel pushers get out of their jumpseats on initial climb to close bins that popped open on takeoff. Pretzel pushers can and perform CPR, operate a defribulator, and tend to an passenger who is injured with an impling object. Pretzel pushers comfort passengers who are afraid to fly and passengers who are flying to their child''s funeral. Pretzel pushers scour the forward and aft galleys for anything that a vegetarian passenger might be able to eat after the meal they requested weeks earlier didn''t make it onboard. Pretzel pushers offer diabetic passengers their own personal food so they don''t slip into a diabetic coma. Pretzel pushers try to assure pasengers on a late flight that they will make their connections. Pretzel pushers babysit families of four pre-teens in the back of the plane while Mom and Dad sit in the first class cabin boozing it up. Pretzel pushers try unsuccessfully to communicate with unaccompanied minors who don''t speak a syllable of English. On final approach, pretzel pushers once again check each and every passenger for seatbacks, belts, tray tables, and stowed items. Pretzel pushers try to keep their composure when asked by 20 passengers where they can catch their connecting flight... after we just spent five minutes anouncing the information.
After landing and taxiing, pretzel pushers (once again being unpaid, of course) smile at every passenger and thank them, even though they some of them were the biggest pains in the @ss to the entire cabin crew. Then, if a pretzel pusher is lucky, he might get 20 minutes to run into the terminal and grab a burrito, get back on the plane, and scarf it down before going through the entire scenario agasin.
Peanut pushers might have an 11 or 12 hour duty day, yet only be paid for four and a half.
So, flyn2low, when you don''t know what you are talking about (which I suspect is often) I would suggest that you peddle your insults elsewhere.
