The most fun you'll ever have at PDT is flying your last trip....
Quoted for scripture.
I still remember the time and place I got the call for my class date at a major. Doing the overnight at Fayettville, NC. Just got back from the Cracker Barrel, and thought I'd check my messages one last time.
WHOO HOO!
After the call to accept the class date, My fingers couldn't dial PDT fast enough. They made me talk to not only the Chief Pilot, but the DO as well (attrition was horrendous at the time, and they weren't use it it after years of no one leaving).
When I was done with the trip, I was starting my two weeks vacation. Even though the class was a month away, I'd had enough, and decided to give them two weeks right there, and take a month off. At that time, when people put in two weeks notice before vacation, they'd cancel your travel benefits, so I offered to sit a single day of reserve on my last day of vacation.
Last trip for PDT was two legs CHO-PIT-CHO with a great CA (bought me lunch in PIT). Got off the plane, threw my books into a box, got a signed receipt from the station manager and comat-ed them to SBY. Stopped on the way home at the post office and mailed them my ID and travel card certified mail/return receipt requested.
Spent the next two weeks sleeping in, and hitting Bodo's for lunch. Those were great days!
Nu