Interesting Thread:

[CopilotDoug]

what can I say? English was my weak spot.
Occam sounds like some sort of small, green vegetable to me.
After limp wristed tool, of course.

 

[Occam's Razor]

what can I say? English was my weak spot.
Occam sounds like some sort of small, green vegetable to me.
After limp wristed tool, of course.

Yet if I changed my s/n to "Michael Bolton" you'd be humpin' my leg right now...

 

[TAWS]

Occam,

You entertaining bastard!!

Your take on life is refreshing, especially after the crap you guys took last year!

 

[Occam's Razor]

NWA doesn't pay me enough to be unhappy.

If they doubled my pay and gave me twice the time off...then I could be a grumpy, miserable martyr. But if I'm gonna spend this must time at work for this kind of $$, I'm gonna be happy and enjoy every single piece of it I can!

I have too many friends in other careers that share their pitiful day-to-day routines with me. The other man's grass just might be greener...but everyman's grass ain't. Using the statistical value of those nouns...I've got it pretty good.

 

[bvt1151]

Occam,

How dare you interject reality into our lives!?!? Nobody anywhere has it worse than pilots, and I'm appalled those little brats in the sweatshops have the gaul to complain after what we go through.

I mean, not getting paid while waiting for the hotel van? Sweatshop kids don't have to worry about that, now, do they?

Brats.

 

[BobbyBiplane]

Occam ... dead on target. Many thanks for the reality check.

Bob

 

[XPOO]

When you see a pilot taking you back to the gate because the weather at the destination airport has cancelled the flight, he just got paid for not completing his job.

How many time have you sat in your cubicle and Lundberg comes to you and says, "Well, looks like you wont have to worry about the Anderson account anymore, but here's the bonus we were going to pay you anyways. Why don't you just go sit around for a few hours and do nothing...mmmkay?"

 

[CopilotDoug]

Yet if I changed my s/n to "Michael Bolton" you'd be humpin' my leg right now...

You're d*mn right I would. But I'd have to get in line behind BVT and BobbyBiplane and wait til they finish.

When I read your banal viewpoints...I had to convince myself your intentions were good, and that's what counts. You get a Gold Star today....my friend. In the mean time, I'll go take a few deep breaths and chant Serenity Now!
It really does work, and that's a good thing!

 

[Occam's Razor]

When I read your banal viewpoints...I had to convince myself your intentions were good, and that's what counts.

Thank you. I am irreversibly a pilot, and absolutely dialed-in on the elements of our profession that might be unknown or unappreciated by non-pilots. I'm also aware of the aspects of our profession that are rewarding and fulfilling. I try to keep a balance between the frustrating parts...and the cool parts. I'm a glass-half-full pilot.

You get a Gold Star today....my friend.

Accepted with aplomb.

In the mean time, I'll go take a few deep breaths and chant Serenity Now! It really does work, and that's a good thing!

Amen, Brother!

When I get the "My Job Sucks" blues, I call my neighbor (the heart catheter salesman), or my college roommate (the winery plant engineer). They bring me back to reality quickly.

 

[EWRJ0225]

we all get a little frustrated at times, but i try to think of how much worse it could be.

You could be shoveling coal in a mine somewhere, where every 6 months, a mine collapses and everyone and their brother is watching on the news thanking themselves that its not them in that mine. But forget the fact that its those miners that a bringing us a power source that powers the damn TV they are watching anyways.

Or you could be a blue collar laborer, whos only solice every day is the first cup of coffee at 5 AM, and the one and only beer consumed around 6 right after work before he goes to sleep to get over and do it again.

You could be a school janitor, walking around pushing a broom and cleaning up 5th grade puke.

You could be a lawyer, spending 12 hours a day at the office, then 4 more hours at home just to figure out how you can suck all the blood out of the deepest pockets, or how to set a known guilty man free, yeah thats honorable work.

Or you could be a dentist, walk over to a chair, put someone into pain, give them a bill and then do it again for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week.

You could be a nascar driver, but then you spend 150 days away from home, pay based on performance, hated by most, loved by a few.

You could be a limo driver, but might as well put a sign on your forehead that says "i'm somebodys professional bored bitch",

You could work at the sewage plant, waist deep in waste all day cleaning the water that goes back out to wash our clothes, cars, lawns, and fills up our swimming pools.

You could be a pop star, but you limited success for 12-18 months will end you up in rehab, on the cover of every "celebrity bible", shaving your head, and having your kids taken away because your personal life and bad decisions are public entertainment.

You could work on an assembly line, enough said. You could be a shrimp boat captain, but that only comes true in movies.

You could be one of those guys up in Alaska who leaves his home for 5 months at a time to live on a swaying bunk bed risking his life to provide for his family just so fatasses back in the mainland can stuff their faces with crab meat.

You could be an investment banker, yeah pays good, but who wants to sit around and talk about the money you dont have and are trying to get all day.

You could be a game show host, but after botox and facelifts keep you young into your 80s you find yourself suicidal, under scrutiny for sex scandals, or doing colonial penn life insurance commercials.

You could be a porn star, get laid and get paid, but your back would hurt after 8 hours of sex a day, then you get the coke addiction.

You could be Rosie O' Donell

You could be a fluffer.

You could be a restaurant manager, continually having to retrain zit faced pot head kids who wont show up to work on time, and having to listen to the complaints of overweight america because your employees screwed up their order.

You could be a gas station attendant, all the free slurpies, cigarettes, and chips you can handle.

You could be an astronaut, ok yeah that job is awesome.

You could be a farmer, working sun up to sun down feeding animals, picking through ******************** and worrying how your going to stay in business if there is a freeze, flood, or any other natural disaster.

Basically all jobs suck. The only other job i would rather do is
A)work at a record store
B)start my own show like jackass.

I hate to sound like an sjs backpack toting frosted hair newbie, but we get paid to fly airplanes. Yeah its a big responsibility,and theres more too it, but when you really break it down, we get paid to fly an airplane. I love my job and i am getting sh** on as a reserve at one of the worst regionals. but i understand that with hard work and patience, one day this will be hands down the only job i would want to do. Yeah its not the high paying glorified job like it was in the 60s, but who cares. If your not happy beeing a pilot F***** quit! Enough said.

disclaimer, there might be some missspeelllings, grammar errors, and or typos. I was typing rather quickly!