I love working Memphis flights because the passengers are always like “I hate Memphis 😡 no one should ever come here if they can help it. But if you ever do, here’s my number and my sister’s neighbor’s number in case I’m out of town. We’ll show you the real Memphis. Also I tweeted at your airline and told them they need to give you, specifically, a raise. Fuck this city. It’s the only place I’ve ever lived and I hate it. Here’s $15 and a bag of chocolates. I love you. Don’t come here.”
Walking back from the airport starbucks I passed half my passengers as they were leaving and they all thanked me by name and when I told them to have a good day they literally all said “I won’t!”
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