Awesome thread guys/gals keep it up!!! Very good information!!!

 

My first flight was from CVG-IAD. I was the PF and besides being 400 miles 'behind the aircraft', my landing in IAD was among one of the best I have ever had. The check airman had a really weird look on his face when that happened. But don't worry, I slammed the next one in...

 

My first flight was from MEM-BOS and I was the PM. On the approach into BOS, I was still somewhere over West Virginia! The flight back from BOS to MEM was my first as PF. Let's see we had a 100+ knot headwind, lines of thunderstorms and oh yeah, the autopilot was deferred!!!

 

Heres a boring one.

My first flight was from SEA to STS (Santa Rosa), about a 2 hour flight in the Q4. It was a day trip with nice wx.

Was the PNF and the flight was no problem at all, I was on top of things pretty much the whole time since I had done a lot of jump-seating during training and saw how things worked on the line.

 

You know the static wick on the very top of the back side of the vertical stabilizer? I was holding on to that with the tips of my fingers. But it slowly gets better.

 

Mine was on a foggy Boston morning going to LaGuardia. The captain was a veteran and I knew that in his mind I was just some young punk who didn't deserve the job. He flew. We took off. The NFP is supposed to call "acceleration altitude" at 800 ft and then the climb checks commence. Well I checked in with departure and what not and looked down to see like 1800 feet or something way off. I called "acceleration altitude" and he just snapped " that was like a hundred miles ago forget it". And that set the tone for the rest of the day. We flew down in silence. I didn't do anything else wrong, then again I wasn't flying.
I flew the return leg to Boston. All was going well until we were told to give our best rate of descent. Then shortly thereafter slow to 170 for preceding traffic then join the localizer. So I found myself plummetting towards the earth with as much drag hanging out as I thought possible and nothing was working. Haha I must have looked like an idiot. Actually, I did. So in the midst of this came the second notable quote of the day..."what are you doing this isn't that hard it's just like the 152 or whatever the hell you flew before you came here". I was hoping for some advice or some tips but didn't get any. So after I sorted through the mess we landed. The rest of the trip was better as I was able to pick things up quickly. However, when things were going well nothing was said, when things weren't I heard about it. I hated this but realized that it was the best thing for me b/c that is simply how the airline flying game works. It also kept me on my toes b/c most captains are much more laid back. Instead of letting myself slip up I was always trying to stay on my game no matter who I was with for fear that this grumpy captain was somewhere watching...waiting. haha.

 

Getting screamed at is what everyone is signing up for these days? I thought it was to fly bigger planes. At no point in a professional enviornment should people be getting screamed at especially in an airplane unless it is a matter of safety.

 

I think I did an MKE-IND turn. I think. I just remember floating halfway down the runway on my landing. Oh, and it was the first time I had been in the flight levels. Very humbling and extremely motivating.

 

I aborted my first two takeoffs is about all I remember. On the first takeoff got a master caution before 80 for low fuel, turned out to be a sensor error.

On the second takeoff prior to 80 knots the Captains radios died and the screen went blank. MELd it and moved on. So I was 0 for 2 out of the gates.

It was my first day so I probably would have called abort for hitting a centerline light.

 

First flight, ioe leg, cvg-bos, august, apu deferred, autopilot deferred. sweating bullets, tsa should have checked for those, great time, professional captain.