Tool of the day
#651
FWIW, there's always a slow-poke and I rarely miss my turn/exit
#652
Yeah, he should have worn the uniform of the airline that was interviewing him, as a pre-emptive display of love and commitment.
#653
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Joined APC: Apr 2012
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Just got back from the Gas Station/Convenience Store/Liquor Store - I was there for ciggs. 2245 local.
In full uniform minus the tie (epaulets - 3 stripes, metal wings) was a pilot. I asked who he worked for and he said Skywest, everyone heard him. He said he'd been there 7 YEARS and I gotta tell you he looked great. Shirt still ironed, big smile and looked like I do when I show up for work. I never look better than he did.
He was a sensation! Everyone wanted to talk airplanes, airlines and airports with him. And all he was buying was a six pack of Bud Lite.
I'm the tool for not waiting and telling him, "Dude, take off the epaulets and wings when you're buying booze."
In full uniform minus the tie (epaulets - 3 stripes, metal wings) was a pilot. I asked who he worked for and he said Skywest, everyone heard him. He said he'd been there 7 YEARS and I gotta tell you he looked great. Shirt still ironed, big smile and looked like I do when I show up for work. I never look better than he did.
He was a sensation! Everyone wanted to talk airplanes, airlines and airports with him. And all he was buying was a six pack of Bud Lite.
I'm the tool for not waiting and telling him, "Dude, take off the epaulets and wings when you're buying booze."
#655
I'm a tool because I can't wait for 800' AGL so I can turn on the autopilot. My F/Os are all better sticks than me and make me look like a douche-nozzle (my new favorite derogatory term) in the sim.
The good part about that is, we finished our 4 hour sim in 2 hours, due in no small part to either my self-perceived intrepid aviating or his actual ability to fly while hog-tied.
I can't wait to get bumped back to the A-320 because the minimum altitude for engagement is 100' if all conditions are met, like being able to fog a mirror in one breath.
TW
The good part about that is, we finished our 4 hour sim in 2 hours, due in no small part to either my self-perceived intrepid aviating or his actual ability to fly while hog-tied.
I can't wait to get bumped back to the A-320 because the minimum altitude for engagement is 100' if all conditions are met, like being able to fog a mirror in one breath.
TW
#656
The dude who left his full tobacco spit cup in the cupholder from the last flight, inevitably spilling on my pants while climbing into the seat at 540am the next day. I think I would have rather sat in puke.
#657
TOD, you know 'em. You're driving in the left lane, you've got some spacing between you and the car in front of you; at most three car lengths, probably less, but you're not tailgating either. Right lane has traffic as well that the cars in the left lane are slowly, but surely over taking. So if I've hopefully created the scene accurately enough so you could basically say it's not rush hour, but you've got some traffic to deal with. Well, here comes a guy passing the car behind in as he moves from the left lane over into the right lane. This is the guy who treats a drive to the grocery store like the Daytona 500. You're on pace to over take the next car in the right lane, but Dale Jr just has to jet up to that car's bumper so he can fit into that space in front of you that gives him about one foot of clearance. Objective achieved: he'll get to Piggly Wiggly 4 seconds sooner. Only 12 more of those and you'll be almost one minute ahead of schedule.
#659
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Joined APC: Jun 2009
Posts: 5,113
I noticed there are temporary tools, and tool places. Take, for example, the pit of dispair, the ATL crew lounge. You take a perfectly normal pilot, say a pilot that would acknowledge another pilot anywhere else in the world, and put them down there for, oh, five minutes... TOOL.
You can experience this by walking in quickly, before you yourself turn into a complete TOOL, and send out a little "hey, how you doing" to one of the tools walking around around like he has a broom up his [bleep!]. If they glare at you, full of indignation, you know they've been there long enough.
If they try desperately to avoid eye contact, like a sad depressed Goth teenager, or a feral cat, then you know you're in the DTW crew lounge.
If everyone is more tanned, and more friendly than you, and all they want to do is make eye contact with you, but ever so briefly, and then they immediately forget what they were doing, because someone else comes along, you're in LA.
If they do all of the above within the span of a microsecond, and then they want to hear more about that feral cat, then you're in a Flight Attendant lounge.
You can experience this by walking in quickly, before you yourself turn into a complete TOOL, and send out a little "hey, how you doing" to one of the tools walking around around like he has a broom up his [bleep!]. If they glare at you, full of indignation, you know they've been there long enough.
If they try desperately to avoid eye contact, like a sad depressed Goth teenager, or a feral cat, then you know you're in the DTW crew lounge.
If everyone is more tanned, and more friendly than you, and all they want to do is make eye contact with you, but ever so briefly, and then they immediately forget what they were doing, because someone else comes along, you're in LA.
If they do all of the above within the span of a microsecond, and then they want to hear more about that feral cat, then you're in a Flight Attendant lounge.
#660
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Joined APC: Jun 2009
Posts: 5,113
There are also tool devices. Take for example the HUD/HGS on the 737. It doesn't work on everyone the same way: a good guy remains a good guy. But if you already have a propensity for toolishness, it magnifies it.
If you're starting the trip, and the Captain shows signs already, the minute they bring it down, first putting their hat on backwards like a U-Boat commander stepping up to a periscope, you get confirmation. I don't know exactly what it is, but as the green glow gently overtakes their sweaty forhead, and droplets form underneath the comb-over, you get the feeling they're far, far away, in some universe where tools roam free. It goes away when they give it one long, loving glance, as they put it back in its' little HUD blanket, and fold it away, ever so tenderly. Then they start to figure out a way to make the layover miserable.
If you're starting the trip, and the Captain shows signs already, the minute they bring it down, first putting their hat on backwards like a U-Boat commander stepping up to a periscope, you get confirmation. I don't know exactly what it is, but as the green glow gently overtakes their sweaty forhead, and droplets form underneath the comb-over, you get the feeling they're far, far away, in some universe where tools roam free. It goes away when they give it one long, loving glance, as they put it back in its' little HUD blanket, and fold it away, ever so tenderly. Then they start to figure out a way to make the layover miserable.
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