Well, the only real problem I have with some of you people is the fact that if any pilot anywhere ever utters the words "I like my job," then they are absolutely CRUCIFIED on here. That is exactly where the 'f*ck off' comes in from me. Badmouthing a good friend of mine in that regard, were it done in person, would probably earn you an a$$ kicking. Of course, its much easier to do over the internet, where people can hide from the consequences behind a screen name.
Guess what? I like my job. Well, I liked my job. I'm laid off as well, due to a piece of crap economy damn near putting the company I worked for out of business. 3rd airplane parked or sold this year, I was the 5th layoff.
Colgan, the crappiest of the crappy is hiring, and I'd bet my left nut they have a stack of resumes to the ceiling. Guess what? That's called supply and demand. There's 20 gazillion damn pilots out there looking for a job right now. I know, because for every little thing that has popped up I'm having to fight against 5000 other people applying for 1 damn position. Hell, I'd go to Colgan if it were a financially viable option. But for me, it's not. I have mortgage insurance on my house and collect unemployment. I can pay my bills and feed my family for now. I'm OK. I pick up contract work when I can and spend as much time with my little girl as possible. But I'm damn sure not going to come on here and badmouth anybody for going to work at Colgan, or Mesa, or whatever. I don't know them. I don't know their situation. But I do know one thing: some money is better than no money.
Preach all you want about pilots not doing the job for free. Guess what? I've been hearing the same $hit for 15 years. Well kiss my a$$. If someone asks me if I like my job, I'm going to tell them hell yeah. I get to fly rich a$$holes to tropical destinations, and get to sit on a damn beach and get drunk off gay little umbrella drinks that I don't have to pay for. I get to fly some moron in a suit to some business meeting in some city, and while he's sitting in a damn board room, I'm either drinking, playing golf, or some combination of the two. I can think of a hell of a lot worse way to make a living. I LIKE MY JOB. Would I do it for free or cheap? Hell no. I have more important things to worry about.....like food, mortgage, family, etc. The second that flying becomes a problem, it's gone. But I'm never going to badmouth someone that says they love what they do for a living. Hell, I envy them.
I've met God knows how many pilots since I've been doing this, and I have never met a group of more whiny, bitchy, pi$$y, moany little tit-ty babies in my entire f*cking life. It almost makes me a shame to say it. When I hear someone bitching and whining about making $200,000 a year while working 10 days a month I want to punch them in the f*cking mouth. I've got news for you: If you can't live a damn good life on $200,000 a year, head to the nearest pawn shop, buy yourself a gun, and just f*cking shoot yourself because you are a blight on humanity and need to die. I grew up in a family making an average of about 35% of that and couldn't have been happier. Of course, my parents weren't complete f*cking morons that didn't know how to live within their means. I always had a roof over my head, food on the table, and clothes on my back. I didn't have a vacation home in St. Maartin, or a yacht, or some of the other stupid crap toys that most pilots blow their money on, but frankly, I didn't really care. I don't care now. Sure, it'd be nice, but I'm not losing sleep over it. And I'm certainly not going to spend every dime I have and overexert myself in the blind hope that NOTHING will ever go wrong at my job, I'll never take a paycut, never lose my job, and will always be making as much as or more than I make now. If anyone ever lives like that, they are f*cking stupid. Times go through good spells and bad spells. The reason I'm OK now is because I'm not a moron and know how to financially plan. I don't have a job, but right now it's great because I don't have to go to work. I know I'm good for at least a year. If, in about 7 or 8 months, I still don't have a job (God I hope not), then I'll reassess the situation and form a new plan, maybe even get out of flying for good. But I didn't buy a boat, 2nd house, Porchse, and end up going ape$hit when the economy went bad and problems occurred.
Times WILL get better. Salaries WILL go back up. Jobs WILL reappear. It's GOING to happen. Just a matter of time. Economics have been cyclical for the last 2000 years back when a bad economy meant the cows weren't screwing enough and the corn wasn't growing enough, to the complex economies of today. But nothing has really changes. Bad times, good times, bad times, good times. The trick, like 99% of most of life, is to find the right thing to do in the middle. When the good times are here, make sure you stock up enough corn and cows for the bad times. Because they WILL come.
Anyway, I digress. Don't talk $hit about my friend.