I used to be an Air Stewardess for 5 years with one of the world’s best airline.

While we are trained for all sorts of scenarios and eventualities that may happen during our flight from taxi, take-off and landing, there are some things that we are not trained for and will have to react accordingly as the situation calls for it.

While I have been called to respond to people attempting to smoke in the plane’s lavatory and a few minor first aid cases, there was this one incident which I saw and did not respond to it.

Caught couple getting on with something in the plane cabin

I remember that it was a long haul flight, about 13 hours of flight time in total.

During long flights like these, crew would be rostered to take turns to go for their rest as per what the law requires.

The flight cabin would also be dimmed for passengers to get some shut eye.

I was doing my rounds of walking around the cabin when something caught my eye in the dimly lit cabin.

I saw a guy with his long pants lowered to his ankles and he was covered with a blanket.

The female passenger beside him was lying down on his thigh with her head and upper half of the body covered under the blanket and the blanket was bobbing up and down.

I did not know what to do at the moment when I walked pass and they must have noticed my presence because the man suddenly pretend to fall asleep and the movement under the blanket stopped.

I thought to myself if I should stop them or report the matter up to my supervisors but chose not to because they would have to write reports.

After the fight landed, I gave a wink to the couple when they made eye contact with me when they were disembarking the plane.

I saw them at the arrival hall too after clearing immigration and realised that they were strangers as they went their separate ways to their own families waiting for them.

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I drive grab on a part-time basis and I’m a student.

Here is the breakdown:

Breakdown:

Monday – Friday: 7-8am (sporadically as it depends on how tired I am), 6-11pm

Saturday – Sunday: 2pm-3am

Total gross fares per week: $1100-1200

Commision to Grab: – $240

Incentive from Grab: $230

Car Rental, Season Parking (school & home), Petrol: $320 + $50 + $200

Total take home after accounting for everything: $620

Counting the hours put in, I’m effectively taking home $11-$15 per hour.

Currently studying in uni and doing this to feed my daily needs.

It can get really tiring at times when you have to drive after school and sacrifice your social plans. Usually your weekends with family are also burned. Renting a car also means that you feel guilty on days that you don’t drive. Its a $40-60 deficit for everyday you don’t drive. And every time your car is idling, that’s money down the drain. Well, you do get the car for personal use but honestly for me, theres no need for that as public transport suffice. I’m just doing this for the money.

They say that the main perks of doing private hiring is the flexibility, but that’s hardly true anymore because of how you get incentives to drive during peak hours. Grab has been cutting down on it’s incentive, the rate is almost half of what it was last month. We’re talking about $200+ lesser every week. But you just gotta live with it and make do with whatever you can get until the drivers reach their limit and do something collectively as a community.

All in all, there’s still money to be made. Even more so if you’re a full timer. If you go full out, 8k a month is not out of reach. But how sustainable is it to drive 12-14 hours every single day? Realistically, a disciplined full-timer who dedicates 8-10 hours with 1 rest day can aim for about 3-5k every month.

Hi, I(16) had a gf(15) Our relationship was perfect.

I 21 F have been with my husband 21 M for 3 years. We recently got married. I’m currently 28 weeks pregnant.

Yesterday I was laying on the bean bag watching him play video games like I do most nights. I ended up getting upset by the way he was acting because he had been consistently being more cold and rude the last few days.

He noticed this after his match finished and asked “whats wrong now??” I was about to tell him what was wrong but I could tell by his tone he was already annoyed at me and was already being hostile. So I decided to just keep my feelings to myself.

He kept insisting I had an attitude and to tell him what my problem was, but I simply didn’t have the energy to argue with him. I couldn’t handle things turning into something bigger than they already were. So I kept saying I was fine I didn’t wanna talk about it. He looked away from me and mumbled something along the lines of “I’m so sick of this shit” with that we didn’t talk again and I fell asleep on the bean bag.

When I woke up hours later I was in the dark alone and he had gone to bed. Note: he never does this. We always go to bed together. Which hurt my feelings. But here’s why it actually mattered. I mentioned I’m 28 weeks pregnant. Well, it’s gotten considerably harder for me to stand up from low places. The bean bag is very low to the ground. He is very aware of this. He has to help me get up off the bean bag anytime I want to get up to go pee or we go to bed.

When I woke up I was very tired so I started to get up. I quickly realized I couldn’t stand up on my own and i instinctively grabbed onto the gaming chair to pull myself up. When I did this the chair flipped over and I fell onto my back onto the floor. It hurt like hell and I could barely move without extreme pain.

The sound of my falling woke him up and he came running and started asking me what happened. How did this happen, so on. I was in shock. My hormones took over as I started crying and honestly I blamed him for it. He left me knowing I couldn’t get up safely alone in the dark over something so petty. So I just yelled “f you” he started belittling me calling me a child and saying I was stupid.

I told him I was going to call my mother to come get me and he took my phone from me. He refused to give it back. I sat on the floor crying in pain, yelling for him to give me my phone for about 15 mins while he insulted me and yelled at me.

Finally, I decided to try to pull myself back up onto the bean bag to find some kind of relief. But this was very painful. (Noticeably) He leaned down and started to try to grab onto me and pull me up. At this point I was so done and disappointed with him and I repeatedly yelled do not touch me. Do not touch me. He continued. I kept trying to push his hands off me but he started being forceful. So I did too. I started pushing his fingers back to get them off my body and make him let go off me and when I did this he slapped me across the face..

I was in complete shock. I froze. He has never done this before. And I was honestly so heartbroken by this. I held my face and cried as it stung. He started saying “I barely touched you.” I ignored him. He continued to belittle me and I once again told him give me my phone. He refused. Finally he gave it to me because he said “She’s not gonna come pick you up at 4am” and wanted me to be proven wrong. But she did come, and went off on him and helped me up. I was going to go with her, but I couldn’t because she and my family have the flu and it’s dangerous for my baby if I were to get sick. So..I’ve been stuck here with him.

The only thing he’s done so far is write me an apology letter. But I honestly can’t get past this. Idk what to do anymore. I can’t afford a divorce lawyer and he provides for us financially. I’m stuck.

I hate that I am annoyed with happy couples.

In fact I strongly dislike them. I know its because of jealousy and because it’s something I envy but it doesn’t stop me from feeling this way.

This evening I was at a dinner with multiple couples for a friends birthday. The only other people not married were me and my gay friend.

Long story short, there was lots of complimenting couples and romantic stories, and me sitting there thinking in my head…I wish I was loved like that or that someone thought I was special or that they knew I was the one for.

Instead I threw I pity party for myself, in my head, about how I’m a divorced failure and how no one will ever truly love me for me.

I hate myself for feeling this way along with hating myself in general.

Netizen’s comments

At least you have a friend who invited you to their birthday party <3 A lot of people don’t even have that.