Departure Checks, Please . . .

We live in a world of contrasts.  I wrote a few days ago about a positive food safety experience while flying on Delta (leaving Milwaukee). I was not so impressed, however, on the return flight home.  While weaving our way back to Milwaukee on an American Airlines flight, I was discouraged to discover that the faucets on American's regional jets are now bone dry. Hmmm.

While I understand that the airlines are struggling to stay afloat in this difficult economy, and have started removing certain niceties from their flights, shutting-off the running water in the lavatory strikes me as a bit extreme. Rather than allowing customers to grace their hands with hot, soapy water after using the restroom, American now offers a plastic container full of cold wet-wipes.

The airlines already pack (literally) dozens of adults, children and sometimes pets into a small silver tube for hours at a time. And, although the flight crews on American are by no means experts in food service, they do serve food. The potential for the spread of illness among large groups of people in airports and on airlines is already high, and need not be exemplified because of the decision to turn off water in a bathroom. Water is cheap – health is not.

So, if you’re listening American, please turn the water back on. You will likely save a customer – and, might even save a life.

Food Safety At 35,000 Feet

It never occurred to me to ask if responsibility has a border. Neither, apparently, has it occurred to the flight crews of Delta Airlines. While flying from Milwaukee to an undisclosed location today, I experienced Southern Hospitality in an entirely new way. The flight attendant’s name was Mandy, and she is based out of Atlanta. Midway into our flight, she handed me the Coke I ordered - along with a plastic cup.  Because I like to drink my soda from the can, I promptly attempted to return the plastic. She, of course, refused.

“No offense honey, but I’ve no idea where your hands have been. I know where mine were! I don’t know where yours have been . . .”

The statement may look rude on paper, but it was expertly delivered, and with a genuine smile. Mandy was distinctly friendly and, because of her, my next flight will be on Delta. Individuals like Mandy exemplify the care and consideration that most food (or, in this case, drink) vending Americans should strive to emulate. She wasn’t concerned about her own well-being. She could have (and did) wash her hands before and after doing the drink service. She didn’t touch my cup because she understood that by doing so, she could potentially put other passengers at risk (my own hands are very clean, by the way).

In any event, I don’t know how the personnel at Delta are trained. What I do know is that one person can always make a difference. Today, I witnessed exactly that. As a result, I had one of the most positive flying experiences in my life

Keep up the good work, all.