Today I lived the life of my favorite barbie doll. Her name was Candy, and she dressed in a red business suit. She was a flight attendant. When I was younger, and I'd fly to and from my families, I'd revel in my seat with my honorary flier wings and Virgin Kids pack.
After receiving our first training from the Air India flight hostesses, all of which were incredibly sweet and loyal to the airline, we watched two episodes of one of my favorite shows, Air Crash Investigation. We watched as professionals analyzed the events of Air Hawaii Flight 243, and Colgan Air Flight 3407. We learned the effects of exhaustion on pilots, and how vital air safety laws are to the passenger and crew.
Just some of the information I picked up from my day at Air India, Indira Gandhi Airport Headquarters: each flight has five extinguishers, and each flight attendant has a refresher course in emergency evacuation training every three years, with customer service second to cabin safety.
One of the recurring themes I'm starting to notice is that every employee of Air India, regardless of their place economically, is incredibly happy working for the airline. The newest flight attendant had been with them for nine years, and the rest over twenty. It is easy to assume this is solely because it could be considered a "cushy" government job, but their smiles implied it was more than that.
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