G-DMCA: I once, unwisely, asked the person after who it was named if he was planning to fly it - even if it was just a quick 'pole' - seeing that he'd flown every type that the company had operated, up until then. He fixed me with that 'Ming The Merciless' look and growled something along the lines of not wanting to go within ten miles of the ******* thing, let alone fly it. (Oops, not a fan of the McDonnell Douglas product then!)
The story goes that when the 757s were brand new, a stewardess entered the flight deck on turnround at PMI, and informed the captain that a gentleman was on the the ramp outside, asking to look at the aircraft. The captain turned round from communing with the new-fangled FMC thingy and instructed her that, unless he was from the CAA, to tell him to sling his hook, because they were too busy. She was back a few minutes later with some cock and bull story about the man saying he'd really like to take a look because he
owned the aeroplane. "He says his name his Moto-Guzzi or something." WaaaH!!
Panic stations!! Plogs fly up in the air, leaping out of seat, hasty straightening of tie, and down the steps, two at a time.
"Mr Mantegazza! A pleasure to meet you, Sir! Come aboard!" Grovel, grovel, forelock tug ...
Anyway, it's a great story, and hence G-SMAN.