bayoubandit
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- Feb 22, 2002
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I must say thanks to all who have shared the stories here. After being furloughed a year now, sometimes I lose sight, get angry, bitter, frustrated, and all those other things that we experience as pilots and people in our business. This thread definitely reminds me of what we have even when being furloughed. Eventually I'll get back in the cockpit, even if it's not at my airline.
After reading here, it's nice to think about those things that made me want to be a pilot. The walk through the terminal observing people, walking down the warm jetbridge with the smell of jetfuel getting stonger (so I'm wierd that I like that smell), climbing into the neatest office in the world, preflighting the shiny metal bird I always envisioned myself doing as a kid. The list goes on and on. Even in the worst of times with the economy, managements, unions, contracts, etc., I am still grateful that I have been blessed to work among the greatest profession and the greatest people even though we always don't agree.
FD109 made me think of my highlights. I remember getting the call from both the regional and major offering me the job. I could barely contain myself both times. My dream job finally came true. But the proudest moment was having my father in my jumpseat. On my last trip before jumping ship at my regional, my old man tagged along in the jumpseat. To have that man, the one who encouraged me to pursue my goals, the one who taught me how to fly, and the one who taught me how to be a professional to finally get to watch what I do gave me more satisfaction than most anything, as it did him.
So I may be out of a job now, but I will always have that memory, and the many other memories to hold me over and keep me in check when doom and gloom becomes too much. I may not be doing what I want to right now, but it's these thoughts that keep me going and keep me plugging away for a flying job. I would do it all over again, and this profession is definitely the best kept secret in the world. Let's not let it out.
Happy flying to all!!
After reading here, it's nice to think about those things that made me want to be a pilot. The walk through the terminal observing people, walking down the warm jetbridge with the smell of jetfuel getting stonger (so I'm wierd that I like that smell), climbing into the neatest office in the world, preflighting the shiny metal bird I always envisioned myself doing as a kid. The list goes on and on. Even in the worst of times with the economy, managements, unions, contracts, etc., I am still grateful that I have been blessed to work among the greatest profession and the greatest people even though we always don't agree.
FD109 made me think of my highlights. I remember getting the call from both the regional and major offering me the job. I could barely contain myself both times. My dream job finally came true. But the proudest moment was having my father in my jumpseat. On my last trip before jumping ship at my regional, my old man tagged along in the jumpseat. To have that man, the one who encouraged me to pursue my goals, the one who taught me how to fly, and the one who taught me how to be a professional to finally get to watch what I do gave me more satisfaction than most anything, as it did him.
So I may be out of a job now, but I will always have that memory, and the many other memories to hold me over and keep me in check when doom and gloom becomes too much. I may not be doing what I want to right now, but it's these thoughts that keep me going and keep me plugging away for a flying job. I would do it all over again, and this profession is definitely the best kept secret in the world. Let's not let it out.
Happy flying to all!!