Or, You might be a freight dog if….
. You’re flying modern, widebody equipment on worldwide routes.
. Most of your flying is daylight stuff, but it doesn’t matter because you can’t see the ground while flying over India or China anyway.
. You start to wonder if these planes can still be landed at night.
. A Falcon 50 at FL 430 boasts that the ride is smooth at his altitude, and you reply “how’s the pay at FL 430… silence follows.
. You are marshaled into your spot in Bangkok, met by hoards of folks ready to unload your jet, while you get to follow this fantastic little beauty through customs, on the way to your limo, for your ride to the Grand Sukhumvit Hotel, just up the street from the Soy Cowboy.
. Center asks you how the ride is and you respond “hold on, I’ll ask the packages.”
. They run out of popcorn in Memphis and all 4800 of you go out on strike.
. You wear the same shirt for a week, and no one complains.
. Hanoi Control mispronounces your call sign, but you can’t hear it anyway because you’re watching “Return of the Jedi” on your portable DVD player.
. Your Global Operations Control Center tells you it’s perfectly ok to push an hour early, even though you know that there’s no room for you to park when you get to Chicago, and you do.
. You wake up in the sleep room and before you realize it you’ve gone down the hall to the john in your birthday suit.
. Almost nothing you own is in your flight bag. It’s all in your first or second wife’s house. The one that you bought for her (him.)
. Guys you’ve not heard from in 10 years are all of a sudden calling you asking for a referral.
. You’re always the first to land after the hurricane, snow storm, volcano eruption, start of the Gulf War, etc, etc, and you love it!
. You fly into Subic Bay and never request a visual, then cab ride over to Angeles City in the middle of the night for your 46 hour layover.
. You get home after a 12 day trip and go to sleep and wake up 2 days later, with a very big smile on your face.
