The Ugly American: 6 Reasons Flight Attendants are BADASS (and Conrad Hughes Hilton is a Douche)
This column is devoted to Paris Hilton’s younger brother, Conrad Hughes Hilton, who made the news recently because he assaulted some flight attendants while onboard a plane from London to Los Angeles. So hear me out, Mr. Rich Dicktard: Your flight attendant is not your waitress, your servant, your handmaiden, your punching bag or your wet nurse. On the contrary, your flight attendants deserves your respect for the following reasons:
1. They are trained to negotiate with terrorists. Yes, the day ISIS finally sneaks a hijacker onboard a full passenger plane, who do you think is going to put herself between you and the plastic firearm probably made from a 3D printer? Not the pilots. They’re trained to stay locked inside the cockpit no matter how many hostages are getting whacked on the other side. No, it’s your flight attendant, who is trained to intervene in that situation. Case in point: In 1985, TWA flight attendant Uli Derickson sustained a roundhouse kick to the chest, constant threat with an active grenade, a pistol-whipping and 55 hours of total terror while negotiating the safety of her 139 passengers. Because of her bravery, 138 of them survived.
2. They can bring you back to life. Passengers drop dead on planes all the time. In fact, it’s so common that flight attendants must attend manual training every year to assure their knowledge of CPR and other medical procedures—such as the use of onboard defibrillators—to bring your dead ass back to life should the need arise.
3. They can carry your drunk, passed-out ass off the plane during an evacuation. In the event of a crash landing, flight attendants are trained to stay onboard the burning fuselage until the last passenger has evacuated. In the event you’re incapacitated, they are trained to carry you off on their backs. So the next time you call a flight attendant a “glorified sky waitress” to her face, just remember to thank her for not leaving you to fry like a pork rind should the plane crash into a corn field.