I am an army of One - A crewmember in the Abx army.
For years I was a loyal soldier in Hette’s army. Now I fight my own war.
I used to feel valued and respected. Now I know I am mere fodder.
They (Abx) used to exhibit labor leadership. Now they exploit legal loopholes.
They used to enjoy my maximum. Now they will suffer my minimum.
I am an army of one.
I used to save Abx a thousand pounds of fuel per leg; finding the best FL, getting direct routing, throttling back when on time was made, skimping during ground ops, adjusting for winds, being smart and giving the company every effort I could conjure. Now, it's "burn baby, burn".
I used to call maintenance while airborne, so the part would be ready at the gate. Now, they'll find the write-up when they look in the book.
I used to try to fix problems in the system, now I sit and watch as the miscues pile up.
I used to fly sick. Now I use my sick days, on short notice, on the worst day of the month.
I am an army of one.
I used to start the APU at the last possible moment. Now I enjoy extreme comfort.
I used to let the price of fuel at out-stations affect my fuel orders. I still do.
I used to cover mistakes by operations. Now I watch them unfold.
I used to hustle to ensure an on-time arrival, to make us the best.
I used to call dispatch for rerouting, to head off ground delays for bad weather. Now I collect OT, number 35 in line for takeoff. I am an army of one!
I am on a new mission - to demonstrate that misguided leadership of indifference and disrespect has a cost. It's about character, not contracts. It's about leading by taking care of your people instead of leadership by bean counters (an oxymoron). With acts of omission, not commission, I am a one-man wrecking crew - an army of one. My mission used to be to make Abx rich. Now it's to make Abx pay. When they furlough pilots, that cost them cents on the dollar - I will make them pay.
When they under-staff and over-work reserves to keep pilots downgraded, down-flowed, or downtrodden - I will make them pay.
When they force pilots, who have waited years to become captains, to be FO’S again - I will make them pay.
When they ask Abx pilots to show leadership, and then deny them longevity - I will make them pay.
When they furlough us like migrant workers - I will make them pay.
When they constantly violate the letter and spirit of our contract - a contract that's a bargain by any measure, and force us to fight lengthy grievances - I will make them pay.
My negotiating committee speaks for me, but I act on my own. I am a walking nightmare to the bean counters that made me. Are you listening? This mercenary has a lot of year’s left with this company. How long can you afford to keep me bitter? I'm not looking for clauses in a contract; I'm looking for a culture of commitment and caring. When I see it, I'll be a soldier for Abx again. Until then, I am an Army of One, a one man wrecking crew…And I'm not alone!"