So ever since i became a flight attendant, people have asked me to tell stories of crazy things happening on the plane...well..for the first three months...not much happens. we load people on, goof around, sling out some snacks and drinks, and gett'm to where they want to go. simple.
Today we landed in Raleigh/Durham, North Carolina. We were completely full. Nothing unusual. I was flying A, which meant i was in charge...kind of. We pull up to the gate, i look out the window to wait for the ops agent to pull the jetbridge up to the plane. But there was no one there. there were a couple people in the jetbridge, just no one was operating the jetbridge. I just figured they were waiting for the ops agent. And we waited...and waited...about 10 minutes go by, and still no one is there. at this point i have the door cracked enough to where i can see and talk to the people in the jetbridge. during this time i'm just talking to passengers up front and letting a little girl tell me jokes. the Captain has made an announcment that we "were having a little delay" and that we'd be off shortly. i could just imagine someone getting closterphobic in the middle of the plane and going crazy with no way out.
Finally someone pulls up the jetbridge to the plane. she walks up, gets her face real close to the crack in the door and starts whispering something to me. She says that I need to keep the door closed, and that immigrations was outside. I had wanted people on my plane. great. so slowly we have law enforcement trickle down to the end of the jetbridge. people on the plane are getting ancy. they have no idea whats goin on. i can't exactly make an announcement about it. just had to wait and act as if nothing was wrong.
finally they let me open the door. they make an announcement about who they were. They said they were going to check Id's. everyone. EVERYONE had to show ID. they inquired about peoples nationality. one at a time. a couple people they told to stay on the plane. towards the back there were some mexican guys they made stay. At this point i'm staying out of the way. Still trying to do my job, i'm telling these poor people who are deplaning to "have a nice day". right.
So these poor mexican guys were illegal immigrants. they handcuffed them all and took'm off the plane. i can just imagine waiting to board a plane, and seeing guys being taken off in handcuffs.
as we boarded the next flight, people were joking around with me about it. "Looks like you've had an interesting day." "Never a dull moment 'round here" i reply.
So yeah that was the first crazy thing that happened to me. Oh, and when you get mad that an airline's flights are late, this is just one thing that could happen thats out of our hands.