Tim practically collapsed on the seat, staring at the ceiling. "God, I hate long flights..." he complained, "Sometimes I wonder why I became a flight attendant!" he laughed, and looked out the window. It was gorgeous; you were passing over the Appalachian mountains, heading over to Albuquerque. For some reason, most of the people on the flight had a massive attitude.

"What's up with people thinking we can upgrade them to a higher class? I had someone sneak into first class. Like seriously, who does that? They have the biggest egos, too." he ranted, and it was true. Everyone on this specific flight was so rude.

He ran his fingers through his hair, "I can't wait for this flight to be over." and you agreed, it was, by far, the worst flight you'd ever been on, but you didn't really have a choice. What could you do, jump out the window?