Soda cans, we drink them and then toss them in the recycle bin and that’s it just like that their journey is over. I never really thought much about soda cans. To me, they were just here to protect the soda from going flat. That was the case until I met an employee from OKL Can, on a flight to California. Her name was Sarah, and she was a project manager for OKL Can, a company that is known for selling parts of the machines that makes cans.
Making cans is not at the top of my interest list, but Sarah was easy on the eyes so I would be interested in just about anything she was interested in. I spent over an hour talking about how cans were made with her. The whole flight we talked, she invited me to come by whenever I was in town to see how that can making process goes. She also told me about her favorite machine, the Standun Bodymaker.
When the flight landed, as usual, the flight attendants let the passengers get off the plane first. Being that I was a flight attendant, I had to leave Sarah and do my job. We escorted all of the passengers off the plane and did the same routine to get the plane ready for the next flight. It wasn’t until 15 minutes later that I had realized that I never exchanged contact info with Sarah.
I could leave it alone but what were the chances that I would run into her on a flight again? That chances didn’t matter because I was not going to leave it to chance. I ran out to the terminal looking for a girl in a red dress with short brown hair. When I got to the terminal, everyone looked at me because of all the commotion that I was making. She was nowhere to be found though I looked everywhere I could in the short period I had but still no woman in a red dress.
I had given up; I told myself if it was meant to happen it would have happened and accept the lost. I went back to work and took my mind off her. One of my coworkers asked me why I looked so disappointed, I explained to her my situation, and she gave me the best advice anyone could. She said, “check on Facebook.” I don’t know why I didn’t think of that before.
At the end of my shift, it was finally time for me to go home. Jacquline’s face was in my head the whole rest of the day. It was a face that I didn’t want to forget. When I arrived home later that day, the first thing I did was grab my laptop and log into my Facebook account. I typed in “Jacquline OKL Can” in the search bar, and I couldn’t believe my eye she was the first account that popped up. I knew it was Read More...