When I flew corp. I had the "honor" of flying with a furlowed TWA F/O.
He CONSTANTLY bitched how it wasn't like TWA and how great a pilot
he was. He was also a Riddle Diddle which made things worse. He'd brag
on how much he made at TWA (but still in debt, the dumbass) and every
time he'd say how great he was, he slammed the plane (a CE-550) on the
runway so hard, it would scared the hell out of the pax. He'd preach
standard procedure day in and day out then make up calls on the approach.
That company had 3 of those guys, each tried to kill me with their "Skills".
One was deathly afraid of ANY thunderstorm or buildup.
Same guy, as PNF failed to listen to the whole ATIS going into MCO.
Him: Take the next taxiway
Me: (remembering the NOTAM) Is that one still open?
Him: yeah yeah, just take it.
We nearly hit a jersey barrier and are getting screamed at by the tower.
Same guy was constantly hitting buttons and saying "what does this
button/switch do?" I told him I'd break his arm/neck if he did it again.
I meant it.
Another guy wanted to reset the A/C bus at FL 410 (CE650) which would
have hozed the nav and pressurization. It is NOT standard procedure.
Same guy tried crossing an active at TEB, yes I hit the breaks, while getting
yelled at. He almost died by blunt force trauma from the right seat.
Different guy would shut off the nose gear steering for takeoff because he
thought it was too sensitive.
Different pilot would get scared by traffic and yell "GGUUEEEEAAAH" instead
of "traffic 12 o'clock our level 1/2 mile". I'd have to ask 20 questions to
find out what was wrong "what is it Lassy? is Timmy cought in the well?"
Boy I miss corperate.

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