All hail the seXO!
Oct. 21st, 2007 06:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ellefliesHoly Crap! I have a date in Pittsburgh with Mr Awesome (otherwise known as thecutesoldierboy) He's home on R&R and I'm flying out to Pittsburgh on Wednesday to see him before he heads back to the wilds of Afghanistan.
*flails*
I should also explain the SeXO comment from my last (barely understandable post). You see, there are many many handsome men that trek through our planes, but few of them are so smoking hot that your brain disengages and all you can think is: "oh sweet je-bus here are my panties"
The XO (commanding officer) of our last flight was in the "here are my panties, meet me in the galley" category of men. He was... Just... *grabby hands* Sadly, he said nothing, I chattered along happily to the other officers and he just sat there. Hell, I even planted my ass on the arm rest of his seat and proceeded to have a long conversation with the officer next to him and he still said nothing - not even a polite "please move." It was sad and noneveryoumind that I was slightly intimidated by all the beauty and sheer masculinity laid out before me.
Somehow I managed to pull myself away from the front of the plane and the pretty inhabiting it and ended up in the back chatting with the grunts and telling them about how one of their Sargent's had spent far too much time analyzing my high heels and telling me how weird they looked. It was okay, he hadn't been around women's shoes for over a year, we forgave him for his shoe critiquing ways. Although that didn't stop me from telling the story to the guys in the back, when they asked who this shoe connoisseur was I had no idea. When they asked if he was handsome I replied with "no, it's not your XO"
This sent them into a flurry of (manly) giggles. Apparently the troops were well aware of their XO's staggering male beauty and jokingly referred to him as the seXO behind his back. And thus, he became the SeXO to us too, many a flight attendant found themselves standing in the forward galley gazing raptly as his strong jaw and broad chiseled chest and thick dark hair. mmmmmmm just. so. pretty.
But yes, that's the SeXO and I shall cherish the memories of that flight (and the pretty!) for some time.
*flails*
I should also explain the SeXO comment from my last (barely understandable post). You see, there are many many handsome men that trek through our planes, but few of them are so smoking hot that your brain disengages and all you can think is: "oh sweet je-bus here are my panties"
The XO (commanding officer) of our last flight was in the "here are my panties, meet me in the galley" category of men. He was... Just... *grabby hands* Sadly, he said nothing, I chattered along happily to the other officers and he just sat there. Hell, I even planted my ass on the arm rest of his seat and proceeded to have a long conversation with the officer next to him and he still said nothing - not even a polite "please move." It was sad and noneveryoumind that I was slightly intimidated by all the beauty and sheer masculinity laid out before me.
Somehow I managed to pull myself away from the front of the plane and the pretty inhabiting it and ended up in the back chatting with the grunts and telling them about how one of their Sargent's had spent far too much time analyzing my high heels and telling me how weird they looked. It was okay, he hadn't been around women's shoes for over a year, we forgave him for his shoe critiquing ways. Although that didn't stop me from telling the story to the guys in the back, when they asked who this shoe connoisseur was I had no idea. When they asked if he was handsome I replied with "no, it's not your XO"
This sent them into a flurry of (manly) giggles. Apparently the troops were well aware of their XO's staggering male beauty and jokingly referred to him as the seXO behind his back. And thus, he became the SeXO to us too, many a flight attendant found themselves standing in the forward galley gazing raptly as his strong jaw and broad chiseled chest and thick dark hair. mmmmmmm just. so. pretty.
But yes, that's the SeXO and I shall cherish the memories of that flight (and the pretty!) for some time.
