Oh boy.
When I was in my late 20s/early 30s my two closest friends, one lived in Vegas the other in Phoenix. We met up a lot in Vegas or Phoenix to party. When I say a lot I mean a lot. When in Phoenix that friend also had a childhood friend (from back east) that lived there too we used to hang out with, who was a stunning airline stewardess for Southwest. Stunning. She was a 5’9” blonde that also did modeling and was in many national print, modeling for large clothing stores when companies would still send catalogs out or inserts in newspapers. Very charming, life of the party, but also a hot mess. Also a developing alcoholic. She always had great stories, like how she once passed out in Paris Hiltons hotel room in Vegas or how she was at some wild party in Miami where half the people were naked. We all wanted to bang her and she always flirted a little “too” much but we all knew better, she was a friend who was attached and we didn’t want that level of crazy in our everyday lives.
She dated a pilot or many years (she was way out of his league). She wanted to get married to him but he refused because at that time he had just turned 30 and had just gotten divorced (luckily no kids). This guy was ex military, flying for a low cost regional carrier, and she was an airline stewardess. A lot of people think those are glamorous, well paying jobs but they aren’t and neither jobs paid well so these two lived in a small apartment and always seemed broke, but who knows they both could have spent half their paychecks on alcohol, it wouldn’t surprise me.
As years went on all the pilot wanted to do was play video games when he was home and all she wanted to do was drink. Eventually one night she stabbed him with a pair of scissors several times and would up in jail. Needless to say after that they broke up and she moved home.
Fast forward to now she’s in her mid 40s, lives back on the east coast in her parents home, has had 2 (that I know of) failed stints in rehab facilities and has been engaged 5 times (that I know of) to various losers. Never married, always engaged. My friend sends me a photo of her “engagement announcement” on Facebook every time it happens! When I say losers, one of the guys was in his late 40s and had a mohawk.
BTW - kudos who ever said above that people in airlines jobs need free mental health help. In a post COVID world there’s lots of jobs that have gotten increasingly crazy and I feel for people in those jobs. Airline travel, education and healthcare are the first that come to mind for me.