SWAPA Info packet FEDEXed to all AirTran Pilots

[Clyde Frog]

Who? MC Hammer? Drop the tough guy act. uke:

Tough guy? Who? Me?

Our MC was appointed to represent the collective will of AirTran pilots. If SWAPA is serious, they need to negotiate with them, not us.

 

[texman]

I would love to see the info.

 

[Kharma Police]

Well, I'm scratching my head at some of the attitudes displayed here on FI from the AAI guys. You are in for a huge career boost, and you guys act as if you've been kicked in the jimmies.



OK, so ignorance is your excuse. For the record, there are NO similarities between SW and Frank Lorenzo.

I pointed out that SWAPA used a tactic of direct negotiations which was employed by Frank Lorenzo and others from the Texas Air Corporation. In no way did I elude that SWAPA or Southwest Airlines is, "like" him. Next time I'll just say Texas Air so that most of you won't have a clue what I'm referring to.

We are all well aware of how much money you make, we get it. We don't need a nice FedEx letter containing a carrot dangled in front of our noses on the same day our respective Merger Committees were supposed to meet with Southwest Management. Too bad the meeting got rescheduled.

 

[Clyde Frog]

You are in for a huge career boost, and you guys act as if you've been kicked in the jimmies.

The current SWAPA contract guarantees us almost nothing in the long term. That is reality my friend. Why is that so hard for some people to understand? Contracts come and go with no guarantees, that's a fact, it's a snapshot in time. Seniority numbers don't come with an ammendable date, your contract does.

This isn't rocket science. Look at DAL/UAL/UsAir in 2001. Go back further and look at Pan Am, Eastern, Braniff and more recently, TWA. Bad things can happen to good airlines, it's a historical fact.

 

[Muppets]

It was around daybreak...the first freight train to Omaha had just rumbled overhead. A FedEx truck screamed by and under my slightly used sleeping bag I heard a package land softly by the spillway me, my wife and son call home. I jumped to my feet thinking this must be my new Section 8 housing application! It was not...it was something much better...a letter from SWAPA. As I read the note my excitement grew! "Honey, come look!" As she read...she began to weep. "Does this mean I can get my tooth cleaned?" I nooded with a joyous grin. At the same time my boy was stirring from his slumber. As he began tying his Kleenex boxes to his feet I said "Son.....your daddy just hit the jackpot....no more boxes on your feet." He jumped for joy. "How did this happen?" he said. My wife and I were halfway through a bottle of MD 20/20. I replied..."A great purple and orange angel from the sky has saved us...no more living under a bridge...no more panhandling so Dad can get PopEyes in concourse C." We had a celebratory breakfast of sparrow legs and squirrel meat (fresh off the interstate). After that, I ran to the library so I could get on-line and read of the windfall we all have discovered. The security guard gave me an interrogating glare as I walked past. The local library dosent allow us AirTran hobos inside (even for a shower). After I stole some books to make a fire for the night to come...I got on FI. All I can say is "Thank You SWA" .....no more freight trains to work...fighting crack heads for the last subway spot.....hoping Gen. Lee will throw me a quarter as I stand in my uniform on the street corner....and most of all...electricity, water and a roof over our head.

 

[Kharma Police]

It was around daybreak...the first freight train to Omaha had just rumbled overhead. A FedEx truck screamed by and under my slightly used sleeping bag I heard a package land softly by the spillway me, my wife and son call home. I jumped to my feet thinking this must be my new Section 8 housing application! It was not...it was something much better...a letter from SWAPA. As I read the note my excitement grew! "Honey, come look!" As she read...she began to weep. "Does this mean I can get my tooth cleaned?" I nooded with a joyous grin. At the same time my boy was stirring from his slumber. As he began tying his Kleenex boxes to his feet I said "Son.....your daddy just hit the jackpot....no more boxes on your feet." He jumped for joy. "How did this happen?" he said. My wife and I were halfway through a bottle of MD 20/20. I replied..."A great purple and orange angel from the sky has saved us...no more living under a bridge...no more panhandling so Dad can get PopEyes in concourse C." We had a celebratory breakfast of sparrow legs and squirrel meat (fresh off the interstate). After that, I ran to the library so I could get on-line and read of the windfall we all have discovered. The security guard gave me an interrogating glare as I walked past. The local library dosent allow us AirTran hobos inside (even for a shower). After I stole some books to make a fire for the night to come...I got on FI. All I can say is "Thank You SWA" .....no more freight trains to work...fighting crack heads for the last subway spot.....hoping Gen. Lee will throw me a quarter as I stand in my uniform on the street corner....and most of all...electricity, water and my wife's new titties!

* insert sounds of crickets chirping instead of expected laughter

 

[MILF Hunter]

Interesting, considering most of the Southwest pilots on this board had no idea what we were talking about. SWAPA must be working overtime on Friday night to have collected the data and let you guys know about the HUNDREDS of AirTran e-mails real quick, right?!?!

One of your pilots called me this early afternoon to tell me about this packet. I called SWAPA to get the real scoop. Wasn't difficult. It was interesting to hear about the feedback from your guys.

 

[Clyde Frog]

It was around daybreak...the first freight train to Omaha had just rumbled overhead. A FedEx truck screamed by and under my slightly used sleeping bag I heard a package land softly by the spillway me, my wife and son call home. I jumped to my feet thinking this must be my new Section 8 housing application! It was not...it was something much better...a letter from SWAPA. As I read the note my excitement grew! "Honey, come look!" As she read...she began to weep. "Does this mean I can get my tooth cleaned?" I nooded with a joyous grin. At the same time my boy was stirring from his slumber. As he began tying his Kleenex boxes to his feet I said "Son.....your daddy just hit the jackpot....no more boxes on your feet." He jumped for joy. "How did this happen?" he said. My wife and I were halfway through a bottle of MD 20/20. I replied..."A great purple and orange angel from the sky has saved us...no more living under a bridge...no more panhandling so Dad can get PopEyes in concourse C." We had a celebratory breakfast of sparrow legs and squirrel meat (fresh off the interstate). After that, I ran to the library so I could get on-line and read of the windfall we all have discovered. The security guard gave me an interrogating glare as I walked past. The local library dosent allow us AirTran hobos inside (even for a shower). After I stole some books to make a fire for the night to come...I got on FI. All I can say is "Thank You SWA" .....no more freight trains to work...fighting crack heads for the last subway spot.....hoping Gen. Lee will throw me a quarter as I stand in my uniform on the street corner....and most of all...electricity, water and my wife's new titties!

I'm just grateful to be able to afford a few ounces of Kerosene for those cold winter nights.

 

[Kharma Police]

One of your pilots called me this early afternoon to tell me about this packet. I called SWAPA to get the real scoop. Wasn't difficult. It was interesting to hear about the feedback from your guys.

Great, did you happen to ask them why they are trying to piss us off by chance?

 

[On Your Six]

Sounds like it's from Chuck McGill and Co. My tranny said he appreciates the info and can't wait to be a SWAPA Pilot. Get on the list dude! I said.

Sounds desperate to me. Getting on the list FAIRLY should be a priority, via arbitration. Just see what SWAPA is trying to do, have you thank THEM, even though GK and management sign your checks, not SWAPA. You don't owe SWAPA a thing, GK wanted this deal to happen.


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