I was in Narita stoned out of my mind with
fatigue (thankfully on a couple day layover), and trying to study for a PC, when
the Captain called to see if I was up for breakfast. Sitting at the table our
conversation followed the usual aircrew pattern. When it turned to the subject of who or why
someone would do this job, I received what may be the best compliment anyone
has ever sent my way. He said, "You strike me as the kind of guy who'd rather
be flying crop-dusters."
Is it really that obvious? I mean, I do everything I can to
hide it. One time I even pointed at a plane I was 60% sure to be an Airbus and
acted as though I cared. This double agent stuff is harder than I thought. Heck, I may have to start drinking coffee to
pull it off.
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