I’m not sure how your flight home was, but if it was anything like mine, it involves hours of delay, screaming babies, and a small Chihuahua seated next to you, like a person. Now, when you fly, it seems like everyone’s still in their pajamas and doing their best to be the most obnoxious humans of all time. Luckily, there’s hope out there — you could be on a flight with a singing stewardess. Robynn Shayne, the unofficial best flight attendant ever, covered Lorde for her passengers, and subsequently killed it. I can only hope that she’ll be accompanying me on my next flight.
