Airport weirdos
Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2023 1:45 pm
Breaking off from the other thread.
Some of the airport locals are the weirdest society has to throw at you.
Notable favorites:
The socially awkward. Someone who has enough money from a business acumen. Generally software programming, which allows for a buffer to have to talk to real people from time to time.
The arrogant as eff. Usually in sales, and has done very well for themselves. Most notable trait: telling other’s stories. Real life example: hangar neighbor was invited on an aircraft carrier for 2 days as a guest (for families). He was reciting the capabilities of said carrier to myself and another pilot. That other pilot: prior F-14 driver. I think it’s safe to assume he knows the capability of Naval Aviation aboard carriers.
The student pilot: pretty self-explanatory. What gets dicey is adding in the above arrogant asshat, as a 50 hour student pilot. “Your instructor said that, did he?”
The Civil Air Patrol/Air Cadet “officers.” Not the kids who aspire to be aviators. The people who think they are captain/major/colonel’s. After serving XX years as an NCO line cook in the Air Force they have retired and want to give back. They have watched Iron Eagle one to many times, and demand you address them as their pretend rank. “No Corporal (ret.) you’re not really a field grade officer.”
Bonus points to those who require 4,000’ to land a 172 because approach speed of 120kts is safer…
Hour building instructor. Hustling and trying to build time so he/she can get the heck out of dealing with the weirdos on a daily basis. The “senior” instructor is the 1000tt who has never flown beyond 250 miles of the aerodrome, but tells you accumulating ice is an emergency, because the FAA/TC tell you it is…
My favorite: Airline pilots. Can be the most dangerous. Some are arrogant enough because they have 10,000+ hours, of which 9,999 is with the autopilot on. They often regale of their overnights in Kowloon, but fail to mention the tranny karaoke singer that caused his second divorce. Which is why he’s partners in a club and not the sole owner.
Then there’s me. I’m perfect and defy a category.
Some of the airport locals are the weirdest society has to throw at you.
Notable favorites:
The socially awkward. Someone who has enough money from a business acumen. Generally software programming, which allows for a buffer to have to talk to real people from time to time.
The arrogant as eff. Usually in sales, and has done very well for themselves. Most notable trait: telling other’s stories. Real life example: hangar neighbor was invited on an aircraft carrier for 2 days as a guest (for families). He was reciting the capabilities of said carrier to myself and another pilot. That other pilot: prior F-14 driver. I think it’s safe to assume he knows the capability of Naval Aviation aboard carriers.
The student pilot: pretty self-explanatory. What gets dicey is adding in the above arrogant asshat, as a 50 hour student pilot. “Your instructor said that, did he?”
The Civil Air Patrol/Air Cadet “officers.” Not the kids who aspire to be aviators. The people who think they are captain/major/colonel’s. After serving XX years as an NCO line cook in the Air Force they have retired and want to give back. They have watched Iron Eagle one to many times, and demand you address them as their pretend rank. “No Corporal (ret.) you’re not really a field grade officer.”
Bonus points to those who require 4,000’ to land a 172 because approach speed of 120kts is safer…
Hour building instructor. Hustling and trying to build time so he/she can get the heck out of dealing with the weirdos on a daily basis. The “senior” instructor is the 1000tt who has never flown beyond 250 miles of the aerodrome, but tells you accumulating ice is an emergency, because the FAA/TC tell you it is…
My favorite: Airline pilots. Can be the most dangerous. Some are arrogant enough because they have 10,000+ hours, of which 9,999 is with the autopilot on. They often regale of their overnights in Kowloon, but fail to mention the tranny karaoke singer that caused his second divorce. Which is why he’s partners in a club and not the sole owner.
Then there’s me. I’m perfect and defy a category.