I cannot quite believe that we have reached Saturday without mentioning the finger. On arrival to NWA HQ on Monday we were lectured in everything stewarding related Hand signals, first aid, which end of a broom to hold. You know, the dynamic skills needed to be a successful and ambitious steward.
This led to possibly one of the most bizarre events to take place that I have ever experienced. What do you do when a child is lost. Ok, big stuff here. Must pay attention. This is the drill in such a situation:
- You radio the big cheese; let them know what is going down.
- You find that lot little child.
- Once found – here comes the most important part – you must never give that child a fist, only the finger! You what?? Yes, a finger (insert choice finger for demonstration).
To this day I still am not entirely sure what they meant. But this story links into another one nicely. One steward, a good friend, James Potts had an incident involving a concrete block which left James’ toe bloodied and according to James it left the concrete considerably smaller. I rushed to the scene (I was already there otherwise I probably wouldn’t have bothered) and put into action my skills.
- I hand signalled for help.
- When help arrived we radioed into HQ.
- I didn’t give James a fist, I gave him my finger.