For a long time I thought travelling all over the world was something other people did.
My childhood family holidays were two-hour road trips in a Tarago with my four other siblings – at best.
So when I got the chance to be a mystery shopper for an airline, it felt like a lotto win.
I had a tip-off from a friend and signed up to a few market research companies which hired for ad-hoc jobs for airlines.
It was the easiest job I had ever applied for, no cover letter, no resume, no interview. The only requirement was availability to travel.
Becoming an undercover agent in the sky was effortless.
A few weeks later, I got an email saying “Flight Assessors Required” with a list of destinations.
If you replied first you could get listed for the highest class trip on the list.
I had a real chance at flying first class.
My first ticket was booked and I was sent my “scenarios” by post. I signed a contract that stipulated that I was to keep my job a secret.
From check-in nail inspecting to writing notes on-board, I had a mission to complete and I could not be found out.
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