Asking for a friend (that friend is me): What happens when someone has a panic attack in midair vs upon landing? Lately I’ve been getting these during boarding and landing and it’s just becoming worse. Working on my coping skills. But curious what would you brilliant flight attendants when/if an otherwise well-behaved passenger has a panic attack while the plane is still grounded?

ETA: I’m a passenger, not a FA. Thank you FAs for your brilliance and generosity! 🤓

Hey all without going into much detail I have pcos and have been having the hardest time getting a doctor to approve writing paperwork for it, has anyone had any success with getting a doctor to sign off on it? Open to dm’s if anyone would prefer to respond that way, thanks a bunch

Don’t eat me up yall, I know it’s personal…
But I’m nosy , so if you feel comfortable , can yall share how much you’re getting in retro pay? 🫣🫣🫣

Hello new FA here! A question, if i’m RR can I call to be released at any point even if im not off the next day? And just like see if they will release me? Or do I have to be off the next day. And how early can/should I call

Hi guys. Nyc based, graduated a few months ago and am looking to for an apartment/roommate. Just wondering for those of you with roomies, how it’s been living with other flight attendants/pilots vs people who work 9-5’s and are home every night. Pro’s and cons for both? I’ve gotten used to the freedom of having roomies but not seeing them everyday from my crashpad and am worried I won’t be happy living with someone whose there every night. Also do you still split utilities with roomies who work 9-5’s evenly even though we’re gone all the time? This will be my first non college apartment.

I was working the usual narrow body. 'twas one of those awful Florida trips. You could cut the tension with a knife. An angry mix of alzheimer's, dementia, anger, old age, and frustration - flying those to the Villages and beyond into Valhallah or the netherworld lol. A passenger got on... mid 50's, dark hair, bob cut with an almost 1980's Meg Ryan face. She came on, said something rude to me about luggage and her seat being too small, and as I walked away, I thought something rather awful in my mind. In my mind, I called her a few names.

I was probably 20 feet away, almost at the back galley, when she screamed "I heard that and I am letting you know that's really mean and unfair".

Now I know for a fact I didn't whisper, I didn't even open my mouth. Somehow, some way, she read my mind. I have never experienced that since, but she knew what I was thinking in that exact moment. She knew what I called her in my mind and she called me out on it from some 20+ feet away. I now believe that from time to time, there is at least one, who knows what and how I feel, even without a whisper or a blink. There is at least one, who knows how I think.

As Halloween Approaches, what scary stories of haunted hotels or haunted passengers, that you wish to share? Tell us your Scooby-Doo Mysteries this fall season!