Is being recognized as a pilot such an important deal? What vanity.
While checking into a hotel a few years ago, a woman asked me to carry her bags. So I did. I asked my first officer to watch my bags. Somewhere before reaching the room the woman realized I wasn't a bellman, and figured out I was a pilot and began to apologize. I told her no problem at all, I was going that way. I can't imagine what the big deal might be.
In another hotel, an elderly lady approached me and asked what time the bus was leaving. I suppose the pilot thing to do would have been to put her in her place and denigrate her, but I found out what bus she was taking and the departure time, and then had a brief but pleasant chat with her friends. No need to tell her I wasn't her driver, no need to ensure that I set her straight about being a pilot. What's so all fired important about being recognized as God's gift to mankind?
One summer checking into the hotel we learned that the biggest discounts went to truckers, not government workers, not to pilots, not to corporate. We identified ourselves as truckers. They asked what kind, and we simply said, "belly dump." I'll take the room discount over the heartwarming thrill of being recognized as a "pilot."
During a layover at a crew base, I had several days with nothing to do. I went to the company hangar and began pulling shifts on the floor as a mechanic. The chief pilot wandered through the hangar giving a tour to some VIP's, and saw me. He didn't recognize me sitting on the floor covered in grease at first, but did a double take with wide eyes, followed by a look of disgust...apparently getting dirty is beneath pilots. Not respectful enough.
When I flew air ambulance, folks would ask what I did for a living, and I'd tell them I drove an ambulance. Usually no more questions asked, which was fine. Sometimes today I'll tell them I'm a mechanic, which is also true, though it's not my full time job presently. Again, usually no more questions.
If I'm in uniform and someone asks, "are you like a security gaurd, or something?" it's easier to respond "something like that." If I'm on the way home in uniform and stop at Walmart, inevitably someone will ask where the plastic dishes are, or the tool section. What makes them think walmart workers suddenly started wearing white shirts with a tie and epaulets, I dont' know, but rather than "set them straight," I find it's a whole lot easier just to point them to the right aisle.
I recently visited a home on my way from the airport where an elderly person was having some difficulty, and I was apparently mistaken for a nurses aid. The individual needed assistance with some "sanitary" duties, and rather than take a stand that I was a haughty pilot above such things, I found it was just as easy to provide the required assistance. Didn't hurt me a bit, and I couldn't care less if they thought I was a pilot or a social worker or a plumber. I get paid the same regardless of what they think, I'm perfectly secure in what I do and who I am, and I can't imagine anybody being so insecure or full of themselves that they grow concerned that they aren't being recognized as a pilot enough.
Good grief.
