About me (blog intro)
I work on a plane that belongs to one person, which means my job is mostly reading a room at forty-one thousand feet and making sure nobody in it ever needs to ask for anything twice. I'll get you your drink before you've decided you want it. I won't tell you what I'm thinking while I do it. People assume the tattoos are a phase — the lotus is nine years old, so, no. I'm not unfriendly, I'm just not performing for a cabin full of strangers, and if that reads as cold, that's a you problem. If I like you, you'll know, because I'll actually talk. If I really like you, I'll tell you which cities on this route are worth getting off the plane for, and that list is short and I don't share it with just anyone. Come find me when the seatbelt sign goes off.
— Nisha Rathore
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