Compass Updates - Saga Continues
#1941
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Speaking of the new aerodata system. How about those new count sheets we will have for all of two months? haha
#1942
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Nah, you are good. I agree with what you said in the other post. And yeah, I was kinda sick of all the hat *****ing too. The hat thing wasnt a big deal in that newsletter. If the people in question even attempted to wear it as the FOM says(Im my experience most guys do, as per the FOM by the way) this wouldnt be an issue. Once in a while guys dont at all. Im sure those people are who the section on the hat policy was targeting, the guys who blatantly disregard it.There are much more important things to talk about. Lets all move on.
Speaking of the new aerodata system. How about those new count sheets we will have for all of two months? haha
Speaking of the new aerodata system. How about those new count sheets we will have for all of two months? haha
Ohh you mean the count sheets that the FAs still don't know how to use properly??
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#1945
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Not wearing the hat must be an issue big enough to need mentioning or the CPs wouldn't write about it. Not wearing the hat is inarguably non-compliant. Who did you think was going to correct you?
As mentioned above, we all knew the hat policy at Compass. Not wearing it gives the impression that you have a "rules-don't-apply-to-me" attitude. It also forces the Captains hand to either ignore it or address it.
But worse, coming on here and *****ing about the CPs attempting to correct a behavior that is undeniably in violation makes you seem clueless and childish.
The news letter was 10 pages long (of a non-required pub BTW). 9 and 2/3rds pages were good information, some even encouraging (eg Aerodata). The hat item was literally a third of a page.
Why aren't you anti-hat (or anti-hat directive) guys discussing the implications of the new Aerodata, or attrition, or fuel?
I see it sometimes and yeah, I've let it go even though it's in violation of the FOM. I've ignored it thus far because I feel like making an issue about it sets a confrontational tone for the rest of the trip. You want to gripe about the enforcement of the hat policy? I'll take some of that blame for not addressing it with crew when witnessed, thus letting the issue escalate to the CPs.
As mentioned above, we all knew the hat policy at Compass. Not wearing it gives the impression that you have a "rules-don't-apply-to-me" attitude. It also forces the Captains hand to either ignore it or address it.
But worse, coming on here and *****ing about the CPs attempting to correct a behavior that is undeniably in violation makes you seem clueless and childish.
The news letter was 10 pages long (of a non-required pub BTW). 9 and 2/3rds pages were good information, some even encouraging (eg Aerodata). The hat item was literally a third of a page.
Why aren't you anti-hat (or anti-hat directive) guys discussing the implications of the new Aerodata, or attrition, or fuel?
I see it sometimes and yeah, I've let it go even though it's in violation of the FOM. I've ignored it thus far because I feel like making an issue about it sets a confrontational tone for the rest of the trip. You want to gripe about the enforcement of the hat policy? I'll take some of that blame for not addressing it with crew when witnessed, thus letting the issue escalate to the CPs.
#1946
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http://abc7chicago.com/news/delta-plane-parked-at-midway-catches-fire/1517742/
Someone's gonna get section 19'd for this. It's almost as bad as not wearing your hat.
Someone's gonna get section 19'd for this. It's almost as bad as not wearing your hat.
#1947
Not wearing the hat must be an issue big enough to need mentioning or the CPs wouldn't write about it. Not wearing the hat is inarguably non-compliant. Who did you think was going to correct you?
As mentioned above, we all knew the hat policy at Compass. Not wearing it gives the impression that you have a "rules-don't-apply-to-me" attitude. It also forces the Captains hand to either ignore it or address it.
But worse, coming on here and *****ing about the CPs attempting to correct a behavior that is undeniably in violation makes you seem clueless and childish.
The news letter was 10 pages long (of a non-required pub BTW). 9 and 2/3rds pages were good information, some even encouraging (eg Aerodata). The hat item was literally a third of a page.
Why aren't you anti-hat (or anti-hat directive) guys discussing the implications of the new Aerodata, or attrition, or fuel?
I see it sometimes and yeah, I've let it go even though it's in violation of the FOM. I've ignored it thus far because I feel like making an issue about it sets a confrontational tone for the rest of the trip. You want to gripe about the enforcement of the hat policy? I'll take some of that blame for not addressing it with crew when witnessed, thus letting the issue escalate to the CPs.
As mentioned above, we all knew the hat policy at Compass. Not wearing it gives the impression that you have a "rules-don't-apply-to-me" attitude. It also forces the Captains hand to either ignore it or address it.
But worse, coming on here and *****ing about the CPs attempting to correct a behavior that is undeniably in violation makes you seem clueless and childish.
The news letter was 10 pages long (of a non-required pub BTW). 9 and 2/3rds pages were good information, some even encouraging (eg Aerodata). The hat item was literally a third of a page.
Why aren't you anti-hat (or anti-hat directive) guys discussing the implications of the new Aerodata, or attrition, or fuel?
I see it sometimes and yeah, I've let it go even though it's in violation of the FOM. I've ignored it thus far because I feel like making an issue about it sets a confrontational tone for the rest of the trip. You want to gripe about the enforcement of the hat policy? I'll take some of that blame for not addressing it with crew when witnessed, thus letting the issue escalate to the CPs.
If you think people are just upset about having to wear hats, you missed the purpose for their frustrations.
#1948
You're right. If you just wear your hat, Compas/ALPA lanyard, wear only M&H pants, always have the blazer on outside the cockpit Nov-Apr, haul that safety vest along in your suitcase, never take a picture of anything in cruise and just leave the iPad screensaver as the generic TSH, you shoudn't have to worry about having a potential multi-million dollar career destroyed.
If you think people are just upset about having to wear hats, you missed the purpose for their frustrations.
If you think people are just upset about having to wear hats, you missed the purpose for their frustrations.
Maybe a little acedote of a life-lesson I learned the hard way will help put it in perspective;
A long time ago, in a desert far-far away...I was a 20-something y.o. enlisted guy in our beloved armed forces. The Commander of our remote outpost (let's call it ****ehole-in-the-wall) was a highly decorated Lt Colonel. This highly regarded officer was putting in some command time to round out his full-time B-2 gig enroute to his next stop at NASA, where he would command the shuttle.
Meanwhile, at outpost ****ehole-in-the-wall, a nasty outbreak of foot fungus had infested the shower tents.
I made my first mistake by not looking busy as the 1st Sgt neared. He pounced, thrusted a scrub brush and a bucket of bleach water in my hands, and ordered me to the shower tent to engage the foot fungus...no retreat, fight to the last man.
My black cloud of disdain overhead, I sulked through the maze of hootches. Enroute I happened upon Mugsy (name not changed, f Mugsy) identically equipped with aforementioned brush, bucket, and cloud. We quickly summized that the task assigned was beneath the duties of such fine american warriors as we, agreeing that the assault on the fungus would be half-hearted at best, 1st Sgt be damned.
Together we approached the fungus infested tent, our cries of indignation reaching a crescendo as we pulled back the flap. To our surprise, another poor sap had already been conscripted into the most repulsive of assignments and was head down, *** up, and giving that fungus floor all he had. I exchanged an amused glance with Mugsy regarding the sap's gusto, silly little airman. Then he looked up at us, face dripping with sweat. The horror hit me like a deuce-and-a-half. That silly little airman scrubbing like a man possessed, covered in sweat, bleach, and fungus, was the Commander. And he'd heard every word.
I'm not a big man but I've never felt so small.
Miss the point? We aren't special. This is work.
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#1949
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I didn't miss it saturn, I hoped to invoke some self-reflection with regards to the petty nature of it all.
Maybe a little acedote of a life-lesson I learned the hard way will help put it in perspective;
A long time ago, in a desert far-far away...I was a 20-something y.o. enlisted guy in our beloved armed forces. The Commander of our remote outpost (let's call it ****ehole-in-the-wall) was a highly decorated Lt Colonel. This highly regarded officer was putting in some command time to round out his full-time B-2 gig enroute to his next stop at NASA, where he would command the shuttle.
Meanwhile, at outpost ****ehole-in-the-wall, a nasty outbreak of foot fungus had infested the shower tents.
I made my first mistake by not looking busy as the 1st Sgt neared. He pounced, thrusted a scrub brush and a bucket of bleach water in my hands, and ordered me to the shower tent to engage the foot fungus...no retreat, fight to the last man.
My black cloud of disdain overhead, I sulked through the maze of hootches. Enroute I happened upon Mugsy (name not changed, f Mugsy) identically equipped with aforementioned brush, bucket, and cloud. We quickly summized that the task assigned was beneath the duties of such fine american warriors as we, agreeing that the assault on the fungus would be half-hearted at best, 1st Sgt be damned.
Together we approached the fungus infested tent, our cries of indignation reaching a crescendo as we pulled back the flap. To our surprise, another poor sap had already been conscripted into the most repulsive of assignments and was head down, *** up, and giving that fungus floor all he had. I exchanged an amused glance with Mugsy regarding the sap's gusto, silly little airman. Then he looked up at us, face dripping with sweat. The horror hit me like a deuce-and-a-half. That silly little airman scrubbing like a man possessed, covered in sweat, bleach, and fungus, was the Commander. And he'd heard every word.
I'm not a big man but I've never felt so small.
Miss the point? We aren't special. This is work.
Maybe a little acedote of a life-lesson I learned the hard way will help put it in perspective;
A long time ago, in a desert far-far away...I was a 20-something y.o. enlisted guy in our beloved armed forces. The Commander of our remote outpost (let's call it ****ehole-in-the-wall) was a highly decorated Lt Colonel. This highly regarded officer was putting in some command time to round out his full-time B-2 gig enroute to his next stop at NASA, where he would command the shuttle.
Meanwhile, at outpost ****ehole-in-the-wall, a nasty outbreak of foot fungus had infested the shower tents.
I made my first mistake by not looking busy as the 1st Sgt neared. He pounced, thrusted a scrub brush and a bucket of bleach water in my hands, and ordered me to the shower tent to engage the foot fungus...no retreat, fight to the last man.
My black cloud of disdain overhead, I sulked through the maze of hootches. Enroute I happened upon Mugsy (name not changed, f Mugsy) identically equipped with aforementioned brush, bucket, and cloud. We quickly summized that the task assigned was beneath the duties of such fine american warriors as we, agreeing that the assault on the fungus would be half-hearted at best, 1st Sgt be damned.
Together we approached the fungus infested tent, our cries of indignation reaching a crescendo as we pulled back the flap. To our surprise, another poor sap had already been conscripted into the most repulsive of assignments and was head down, *** up, and giving that fungus floor all he had. I exchanged an amused glance with Mugsy regarding the sap's gusto, silly little airman. Then he looked up at us, face dripping with sweat. The horror hit me like a deuce-and-a-half. That silly little airman scrubbing like a man possessed, covered in sweat, bleach, and fungus, was the Commander. And he'd heard every word.
I'm not a big man but I've never felt so small.
Miss the point? We aren't special. This is work.
I understand work and professionalism. We are paid to fly their airplane the way they want it flown, and dressed how they want us to dress. It is your job. That said... you seem to think work should only be work, that we can never have fun and that management should take a commanding threatening punishing tone with everybody because THIS IS WORK GODDANGIT WHY WON'T YOU KIDS GET SERIOUS, I'll SECTION 19 THE M&H PANTS OFF ALL OF YOU!
Work can be fun. Management can be cordial and friendly. We can all stay professional doing it.
Lighten up.
Can we please stop talking about hats and go back to talking about pens, particularly in V-files? Thank you.
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