High Flying Job

This post is an ego booster for me, a middle aged woman with flyaway hair which is usually bundled up with hair band, dressed frumpily due to the start of portruding belly and weight gain. I cannot even remember the last time I had a facial so, please spare me the talk about grooming. It's probably because of this I had remained anonymous to everybody as any photo of me will probably disappoint you. I write better than I look :P

That was not how I was 10 years ago though.....10 years ago, I remembered I had the "IT" qualities to garner an offer as an air stewardess for Brunei Airlines. Never heard of that airline? Ha ha ha...nolah, I did not make it up, it existlah....under the small dot in the land of Brunei, one of the riches Kingdom in Asia.

Back then, I had been offered a job with my current company and left my banking job. There was about a week of freedom in between, so ETFNTD me went for the walk in interview for Brunei Airlines. Partly, what prompted me to go was also the fact that I always wanted to be an air stewardess from young. It did not help my ego that my best friend worked with SIA after she left Form 5 and my cousin worked with Brunei Airlines. I surprised myself by successfully passing the interview. The next day, I collected the Letter Of Offer and was in a dilemma. I was unsure whether to reject the offer from my current company and fulfill my dream. Then again, if I take up this high flying job, ideally I would have to go for the 5 years contract and by the time the contract ended, I would be in my late 20's. Where would that leave me? At that age, it is not easy to get a good job offer in Kuching.

Needless to say, you all know I did not take up that offer. So, here I am sitting typing this in the company which I have worked for 10 years already. No regrets as I hate flying nowadays. I cannot imagine having to fly almost everyday when I even hate flying on a monthly basis. What I am trying to put across is if you happen to see this aunty one fine day, just remember that 10 years ago, I had the "Oomph" to land that high flying job. And yes, I still have the Letter of Offer to cherish and show my kids one day that their mommy was once an attractive woman. *sniff sniff*