Over the years of Pprune threads, this has to be the saddest I've seen. It's the story of how one man thinks the world should do everything to accommodate him, even in difficult times, and how he owes the world nothing other than to enjoy his flying.
His horizon begins and ends with himself and he cannot conceive that anyone in his company wants for the common good, even if that means painful decisions.
What a self-centred, small individual.