There are pilots, (and regular employees) at every company who you know will never get hired anywhere else. You wonder how the heck could they have made it into the place I work at? Was the HR head hung over that day? I'm beginning to suspect that this site is the repository for said employees.

You get on a four day with them and within the first hour they know that you are in the presence of greatness. I point guys like this out to my son at the supermarket and show them how inappropriate it is to act like a horse's behind. I remind him that grown ups sometimes are raised by crummy non-loving parents who teach them that the world is against them and that they are perpetual victims.

Victims are simply players in the huge drama of life and unfortunately they are necessary for the rest of us to realize that our lives are, for the most part, an incredible miracle.

You don't HAVE TO BE A PILOT, you can be anything and do anything you want with your life. As this pathetic career choice unveils itself to you, ask yourself, what would really make me happy? I can think of a thousand other ways this thread can head. You all think that this is a longevity career. The dream is unfortunately over. Get used to it. The best thing all you new family members can do is band together at the next Republic function and get heard in person. The Internet is no way to communicate to get heard. BAND TOGETHER AT A PUBLIC PLACE IN PERSON and let management know you guys mean business, not perpetual mudslinging.