London to
Instanbul 26th
March 2013
‘Welcome aboard zis Air
France flight to Instanbul. My name eez Edith, from Paris and I will be
assisted today by Rhian who has just joined us from Cardiff. It is her first
flight with us so please make allowances for any little mistake she make. I
will now take you through the safety briefing while Rhian will point out the
emergency exits and how to put on a life jacket…’
Edith droned on through the briefing in English, French and
Turkish. A few of the passengers pretended to be interested while the rest read
the airline’s in flight magazine or fiddled with the seat belt. Rhian carried
out all the demonstrating actions with a flourish before removing the demo life
jacket and stowing it in the overhead locker. She wondered how many times she
would have to do that in her new role and hoped that they would never have to
‘land on water’ as a crash at sea was known.
Rhian had been allocated to this flight because she had asked
Edith if she would mind if she swapped her duty roster place with Françoise. Her cousin lived in Instanbul so she would go and
stay with her during the stopover. Edith had agreed and just hoped she wouldn’t regret it as
she had experienced problems with newbies before.
The takeoff
went smoothly and as they settled into the cruise, Edith and Rhian started the
in-flight service. Rhian only spilt two drinks and the passengers concerned
were not too worried as it was only water so no real harm was done.
The rest of
the flight was uneventful but Edith was still glad to have got through it
safely with no newbie problems from Rhian. They landed at Atatürk airport,
taxied to their allocated stand and disembarked the passengers with a
collective sigh of relief.
As they
boarded the crew bus, Captain Müller turned to Edith and said,’Are you happy
now that you allowed Rhian to come with you on her first flight, Madame Piaf?’
‘Oui, je ne
regrette Rhian.’ replied Edith.
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