Well, guys/girls one of the fellow workers here at Air Midwest came up with a nice poem That I had to share. Even though a lot of it sounds true I had to laugh a little.

On today I take the oath,

In stopping joy and pilot growth.

Doesn’t matter who I know.

We’ll screw a Captain or FO.



If you’re reserve say life goodbye.

Line holders know our lie.

Out the crash pad on your way.

16 hour duty day!!!



Have mercy you’re off tomorrow!

Plane just broke accept the sorrow.

Give it up you’re out your league.

Did I just hear you say fatigue?



What’s that sickness in your throat?

Two words “doctor’s note.”

You can’t go home plane ran late.

Your off days read right at the eight.



What’s that? Golden day?

It just turned purple’s what I say.

You’re off! You’re off! Yay! Yay!

Wait a minute JRA.



Everything is going fine.

You’re still reserve until nine.

Oh I heard what you said.

I will not change your dead head.



I hate your day didn’t go well.

Forgot to mention no hotel!

Just when it’s almost right.

You’re not booked on the flight.



Your plane is late but you didn’t know.

Who forgot to change your show?

No overnight bag? Makes me wonder.

You fly the nine-teen hundred.



I know you’re mad and probably ****ed.

Before you start I’ll tell you this.

Quit your grievance and your riot.

Say hello to your chief pilot.

 

hehe... SO true!!!