Meet the Kambrian — Anna
Another Friday, another new Kambrian to introduce! Happy to welcome Anna to the team 😀 Read on to learn what gangster rap song she can recite every word of, her impressive marathon time and how a small airplane created an unsettling but humorous flying experience for her and her husband.
Where are you from?
I was born in Detroit, Michigan, but shortly after, my parents moved to Port Orange, Florida (near Daytona Beach), which is where I grew up.
What’s your role at Kambr?
Quality Assurance Analyst
What was your path to Kambr?
While I was in graduate school in Orlando, I started as an Account Manager/CSM at a PSS software company, Radixx International, handling their North American airline accounts.
After two years, I took a brief leave when I had my daughter. I later returned to the company handling new client implementations and stayed on for another six years in various roles, making some amazing memories and friendships with my former colleagues.
I left Radixx a little more than two years ago to take more of an active role in a construction company my husband and I started together a little while back. After the pandemic hit, it became clear to us both that we needed separate work identities, and I enthusiastically jumped at the opportunity to return to the aviation industry and be a Kambrian.
What’s something your colleagues don’t know about you yet?
I studied abroad in Rome for two semesters and fell in love with the city’s antiquity, food, and people.
What keeps you busy outside of work?
My two kids — They are spectacular little humans with intense energy levels that I try to match. Between baseball, jiujitsu, school, children’s birthday parties, etc., they keep us running.
Which superpower would you love to have?
Telekinesis — I’m a Marvel comics fan, and Jean Grey’s ability to move objects with her mind obviously made her MVP (Most Valuable Player) in X-Men, in my opinion. How you gonna prepare against that type of offense?!
What is one thing people might not know about you?
I have an affinity for gangster rap. Growing up in the 90s in Daytona Beach probably explains my love for Tupac, Dr. Dre, Biggie Smalls, etc. When I was in college, I memorized the lyrics to Wu-Tang’s “Triumph” and can probably still rap every word.
What are you proud of?
I ran the Disney Marathon in 3 hours and 38 minutes a decade or so ago, which ended up qualifying me for the Boston Marathon. Although I decided not to run Boston, I was proud to have qualified for it.
What’s the best advice you’ve ever received?
To be present in every moment and not let any moment pass without acknowledgement and full experience of it.
What’s one thing you love to do?
I love boating and exploring little islands off the coast of Florida.
What did you want to be when you grew up?
A ballerina — my genetics and lack of motor skills foiled that career path for me.
What’s one big thing on your bucket list?
I want to hike to Havasu Falls in Arizona.
What’s your favorite/dream destination to fly to?
I would love to go to Bora Bora and stay in an overwater bungalow.
Most memorable travel moment.
I went on a spiritual journey in Peru with my sister, which consisted of participating in a San Pedro Ceremony, looking inward and walking through the Sacred Valley, and finally, uncomfortably attempting to play some musical instruments with a shaman and his wife.
What’s your favorite aviation related film?
Snakes on a Plane because Samuel L. Jackson is the hardest working man in show business.
Window seat or aisle seat?
Aisle — I don’t like awkwardly contorting my body and crawling over people to use the lavatories.
Do you have any funny or weird flight stories?
Disclaimer: I got my husband’s permission before sharing this story. 😊
My husband and I took a trip to Costa Rica for our 10-year wedding anniversary. We flew JetBlue from Orlando to San Jose, and everything went well. Then, I booked us on a Nature Air flight to Tambor airport on a 12-passenger Cessna 208 Grand Caravan. I’ve always known he’s had a little anxiety flying, but I didn’t realize the intensity until we started to board the small plane.
He came to a sudden stop, looked at me, and said, “No fucking way,” and started looking around, mentally mapping an escape route. I rationalized and reasoned by comparing a 6-hour drive time to a 30-minute flight, and after a meltdown and helpful passenger interventions, he hesitantly crouched to board. We took the last remaining seats across from each other in the aisle.
A kind, older woman sitting next to him gave him her special pair of aviation headsets. Every time I turned to look at him wearing that headset with his disgruntled demeanor, I couldn’t help but laugh.
The next 30 minutes brought ugly cry faces, mouthed obscenities and a few middle fingers thrown my way, but we made it there and back home safely (although the flight back had a different set of challenging circumstances that I’ll save for another time).