Flight Attendants, for the most part, are characters. Some Flight Attendants are more animated than others.

In Flight Attendant School, our personalities will come out every once and a while. The stress of the school work, the memorizing, and drills, keep most students at a pretty even personality pace.

Once your Flight Attendant Career has taken off, you will have many opportunities to express yourself.

If you are like me, and a bit of a goof, be careful, when you make a cute comment. Make sure you can sell them, always make sure that your victim buys into the joke before you put your foot toward your lips.

When Nancy Sinatra walked on to my flight, I said,” Hi, nice boots.” She shook her head and smiled.

When Reggie Theus, an ex NBA All Star, and current coach of the Sacramento Kings tried to put his oversize bag in the overhead, I stood back watched him struggle a little, and said, “Hey Reggie, I can help you with that bag, but you’re gonna have to pass it to me.”

Mr. Theus’s reputation was not one that revolved around sharing the basketball in his playing days. He smiled, shook his head, and asked, “Who are you man?”

Tom Jones boarded on a flight from Las Vegas. Mr. Jones and his companion eased into their seats. Twenty minutes after takeoff, I was compelled to make the following two announcements. Ladies and gentlemen, “It’s Not Unusual” for us to run out of pillows and blankets on these flights.

Would passenger “Delila” please ring your call button?

Mr. Jones turned his head both times, I couldn’t see his reaction, I guess it was ok; I didn’t receive any bad fan mail on it.

I’m Italian. To some people that probably explains quite a lot.

I was once flying non- revenue to Chicago (flying for free).  Tony Bennett was sitting in first class. A friend of mine was working first class. I wasn’t properly dressed for first class, but begged my way in. Tony Bennett to an Italian, ranks right there with the Pope.

I sat across from Mr. Bennett. I shuffled my newspaper, twitched around, did everything almost possible to get his attention.

Nothing seemed to be working. I cleared my throat and started humming, “I Left My Heart in San Francisco.”

The first class flight attendant walked over to me. He bent down, and in a whisper asked, “Johnny boy, what the hell are you doing?”

I grinned and said. “Oh, just humming.”

He said, “You’re out of here, your being booted, to coach, for bad behavior.”

We laugh about it every time we see each other, now.

I must have broken my own rule, because he didn’t buy into it at the time.

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