The head flight attendant came up to my 1st class seat mate and mentioned that she noticed he was a 10(!) Million Miler and joked that she wondered how he had time to do anything other than fly. He grimly and kind of awkwardly agreed with her, and she didn't treat him any different than any other passenger for the rest of the flight.

I didn't bug the guy regarding it because it was none of my business, but my God. 10 Million fucking miles on an airplane with ONE carrier. The guy looked in his early 60s so how much time he's spent away from his family and friends doing whatever it is he does. I almost felt sorry for the guy.

I know he's life Diamond (obviously, maybe 360) but I hope his traveling days are numbered and he can finally spend time with the important people in his life outside of an airport.