There are some great lessons to be learned in airports. More than most people realize. When you stop
texting you can observe some great things. When we fly stand by we have to wait at the Gate until the agent books us to get our tickets. Most of the time they are not very kind. Either they have had one too many
redbulls/coffees, or their underwear is too tight, or both. When we were trying to travel to California from
Nauvoo, we had an interesting Gate Agent that
taught me so much. I realized that some people just thrive off of power. Most of the time when they don't
actually have it. She was extremely stressed, for no apparent reason, but they know they can kick you off the plane if they very well feel like it. At first she said we could not get on the plane and if it wasn't for my dad, who is a pilot, to say something we would not have left the quad cities. Despite swearing, and some very needed new hair products and toothpaste, they are mostly all the same. People who know they can change something and get a high from doing it.
Another comparison I made to this is the people in Disneyland who take your
fastpasses. Most everyone in the entire park takes Fast Passes after they are due. Even days later. Being Disney Alumni junkies we would know. Except for the select few. This lady was one of them. Instead of having a smiling happy face, I mean you work in Disneyland for crying out loud, she decided to take our passes away to make herself feel above the rest. She thrived on this power that she didn't really have.
Men are a lot like Gate Agents. Not all of them... but I sure know a few. I have learned more than I ever thought I would about the male gender this past week. They thrive on being above the rest, power that they don't really have. Taking advantage of things that they think will make them feel better. All to have that feeling of Yes I can, and you can't.
But, the fact of the matter is, it doesn't matter who you are. Whether you are a stressful sleepless gate agent, or a horny teenage boy, things like this catch up to you. People remember more bad than good. I will always remember a mean lady who didn't take my fast passes, a gate agent who didn't let my mom on the plane, and boys who have ego's bigger than Alaska. But, I will always be impacted for long periods of time by those people who do kind things. I might not remember what they did but that they did them. A reputation that I hope to have. Someone that was nice to others.
What will you be remembered for?