Q: How do you know if there's a pilot at a party?
A: He'll tell you.
I used to be like that but eventually explaining the minutiae of flying to the earthlings got to be very tiresome; you know the how fast, how high, how far questions, talking to the big guy in the control tower, all those questions. So I tend not to tell anyone anymore.
Instead, my wife, who hates my flying habit, tells them for me, so that I spend the remainder of the party explaining the minutiae of flying... how fast, how high, how far, etc... it's her way of getting back at me. I think she thinks I'll get so fed up I'll sell the Beech and give up flying.
Instead I brag about my other hobby, singing Gregorian Chant in a choir
Beech