Gentlemen
As a mere outsider, albeit one of the faithful ones usually occuping one of the expensive seats paying your salary, one can only shake the head in utter disbelief. What has been written here is proof that pilots are their own worst enemies, and that SAS has apparently learned nothing from the Linjeflyg ordeal.
The only thing you're gaining by this public display of dirty laundry is that someone like me will sit back and wonder wtf is going on, and whether the sentiments displayed here might effect your cooperation up the sharp end. I trust you understand where I'm getting at. I suppose it's your luck that journalists from that wonderful production called Ekstra Bladet, renowned for their love of all things aviation, are either unaware this site exists or are incapable of reading English; the latter being the more plausible explanation.
All this, however, might very well be history very soon if SAS does not start producing black numbers at the bottom line. Of course, that would give you much more time to harp away on this or any other site, or even worse, might force you to consider a job with the Irish pilot lover in which case you'd presumeable have no time at all to BMW (Bitch, Moan, Whinge) here.
If any of you esteemed aviators should happen to operate SK502 tomorrow, spare a thought for the bloke down the back having endured a all-nighter from the sandpit. That'll be me, but I suppose you already guessed that.
Bottom line: Do your laundry in private guys. Your gambling with the credibility of not only your own reputation, but that of the company which keeps you in beer and sandwiches.
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