Playing Catch-Up, Part Two
In the midst of all of these life-changing goings-on, we were also in the promotional push for one of our bestselling children’s books. Pete the Popcorn: Pickles, Peppers and Paprikas was released on Sunday, November 22nd. The book is a partnership with Tony Packo’s restaurant in my home town of Toledo, Ohio. If it sounds familiar, it could be from the 1970’s television show MASH. Jamie Farr’s character always spoke of the Hungarian hot dogs at this east-side staple.
There were three book signings at all three locations of Tony Packo’s. The second one was on December 9th. My interview was in Cincinnati, Ohio early in the morning on the 10th. And then we had to be in Cleveland, Ohio on the 11th for a different launch event for our book Crusty Cupcake’s Christmas Catastrophe. Busy times, indeed.
My interview with Allegiant was everything that my interview with Delta should have been. Stress-free and informational, led by kind people. I wasn’t totally sold that the airline would be a good fit for me and my personality— I came from an airline where everything was free. Allegiant sells EVERYTHING… right down to water. How would I handle that?
However, upon completing the individual portion of the interview, I was given a packet containing drug testing and fingerprinting information. I knew what was happening, even if the job offer didn’t come on the spot. I proceeded to the drug testing site, peed in the cup, and we drove to Cleveland, where we had an afternoon school visit.
The call came on Monday, once we had returned to Toledo. On my application, I was asked to list which crew base I would prefer. To my amazement, Punta Gorda, Florida was listed as one of the options. That little town that I’d never heard of, where we stopped for gas, could be my new home. Anywhere in Florida was fine for me… but something attracted me to the quiet.
Orlando would be too many kids. I already deal with kids.
Fort Lauderdale would be too young. My partying days are over.
St. Petersburg would be too busy… although the beaches are nice.
So we threw the old dart to the map and listed Punta Gorda as our first choice. And that’s what I was offered when the phone call came.
Christmas and New Year’s were a blur. On Sunday, January 3rd, I found myself on a Spirit Airlines flight to Las Vegas, my home for the next five weeks.
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