Ask yourself this:
Do you like comfort animals and their owners?
Do you like having your career in jeopardy of ending because Latanya wants to get a free ticket and is filming your every move for Twitter?
Do you like people asking you where baggage claim is?
Do you like TSA trying to sniff you every morning to find out if you had a drink in an effort to end your career?
Do you like security lines?
Do you like being told about every horrific bad experience a person has had at any airline because you’re an airline pilot?
Do you like adjusting the temperature 14 times in 7 min because it was requested by 3 different FAs who won’t talk to each other because ones sleeping with a gate agent that another has the hots for?
Do you like trying to talk to drunk people who take swings at you while being recorded on camera by millennials and other social media filmmakers?
Do you like the thought of going to work with a group of angry individuals who constantly complain about how they were wronged by a seniority integration McAbortion?
Do you like waiting for a gate, every, single, time?
Do you like waiting to goto the bathroom or to eat until the fat cow working the oven has completed destroying the forward Lav and pilfered thru your rice crispie breakfast “meal.”
Do the words “hired until the day they furloughed” mean anything to you?
Do you find anatomy measuring contests with gate agents a pleasurable experience?
Do you like waiting 7-8 years to make the same amount of money a FedEx pilot will make before he/she is off probation?
Do you like bragging about how your 5 days of vacation resulted in exactly 5 days off?
Do you like airport terminal food, cold, because you don’t have enough time to eat between the 4 flights a day and don’t trust the “chicken like product,” Delores said was loaded for you?
Does getting paid 7 hours for flying a red eye, sitting in a hotel room a full day, and flying back late on day 3 sound reasonable to you?