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Got a phone call early this morning from the prez of a company I occasionally 'fill-in' to fly one of their planes if the regular pilots are out of pocket. Some of his buddies are stuck in Phoenix after going to the Fiesta Bowl last night which I stayed up very late to watch and he wants me to 'run out there and bring them home'. (He looks at maps and says stuff like "hey it's only 4 inches away") :eyes: So I manage to wake up and drive down to the airport...they didn't bother to put fuel in the plane. Great. After calling everybody except the Avon Lady I finally locate one of the line guys to come out and unlock the fuel tanks. Promised him a jug of Crown Royal for his trouble...now I gotta figure out what to call that on the expense report. Coming into the Phoenix area I realize he didn't tell me which airport the people are waiting at. I assume (yeah, tell me) it's Glendale which is right next to the stadium so I drop in there and don't see them anywhere. And my cell phone battery is dead and I can't remember Mr. Bill's home number (where he's obviously relaxing & recovering from last night.) Several pay-phone calls later, I get through to him, and...they're over at the Scottsdale airport! :eyes: An uneventful 4 minute flight later, I finally locate this bunch (6 of them) waiting impatiently for their special express ride home. Luckily, I recognized one guy, the others I didn't know. I said "okay let's go"...they start climbing into the plane - 3 of them either were still drinking or hadn't stopped...the last guy looks at me and says "Where the hell is your uniform?" I said, "sir, I don't own a uniform, and don't wear one either." He says "Well I don't know if I want to fly with someone who looks like a slob." I replied "Fine, you can wait here for the next ride or catch a taxi over to Sky Harbor and buy a ticket on a plane with a well-dressed pilot. I wore an Air Force uniform in the 1960s and I'm done with it. In fact, I don't own a suit, a tie or a dress shirt any more. You can probably buy this here airplane, though...I know Mr. Bill is looking for a bigger one - he told me he would take one million, seven hundred fifty thousand for it so feel free to write a check right now and you can fire me and fly the thing yourself." The guy I remembered, he had ridden with me before, said "Goddammit Jerry get in the goddamn plane and shut up!" I had to bite my lip, seriously, to keep from LOL or asking the guy if he was a Republican. (Not that there's any doubt) :D Stopped at the liquor store on the way home & and got TWO bottles...one's for me.
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