"Excuse me, Stewardess..."

...Is this a bullet hole?" Asked the elderly woman in a cheery tone as I made my trash run down the aisle prior to initial descent.


What first struck me was the sweetness of her voice and that "Excuse me, Stewardess..." business.  Then what struck me was "bullet hole" since we were still at least 30,000ft in the air.  I spun around and saw a cute little granny sitting in the window seat, with her (newborn?) great grandson.  She had propped him up on the tray table along with her empty Jack minis.


The woman was pointing at the bottom center of the window, where there was a tiny round hole on the outer pane of glass.  If you've flown a lot with the shade up, you may have noticed it, too.


After assuring the woman that it wasn't a bullet hole, she asked "Well, then what is it?"  I realized that I had no clue.  "That hole is to regulate the pressure between the two panes of glass."  I say with great confidence.


"Well, who put it in there?"


"The person who made the plane!" (In my most pleasant air hostess voice, with a smile that looked even dumber than I was feeling.)


In her defense, there was frozen condensation on the window radiating from the hole that did kind of give it a bullet-hole-esque appearance.  Well, actually, I'm pretty sure she was just wasted.  In our defense, we wouldn't fly a plane with a bullet hole in the window.

I'm a new stewardess and this is one of the things I love about my new job.  There's always something new to feel stupid about, and then hopefully learn from.  I found out from a pilot that hole in the window is actually to regulate the amount of moisture between the glass. (Not air pressure.  Oh well.)


There's a joke about "holes" in here somewhere...


P.S.  Happy birthday to me... Tomorrow's post will be about birthday freebies!!