A Poem about a Captain!
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Yup have had my fair share of them.
I am the copilot. I sit on the right.
It's up to me to be quick and bright;
I never talk back for I have regrets,
But I have to remember what the Captain forgets.
I make out the Flight Plan and study the weather,
Pull up the gear, stand by to feather;
Make out the mail forms and do the reporting,
And fly the old crate while the Captain is courting.
I take the readings, adjust the power,
Put on the heaters when we're in a shower;
Tell him where we are on the darkest night,
And do all the bookwork without any light.
I call for my Captain and buy him cokes;
I always laugh at his corny jokes,
And once in awhile when his landings are rusty
I always come through with, "By gosh it's gusty!"
All in all I'm a general stooge,
As I sit on the right of the man I call "Scrooge";
I guess you think that is past understanding,
But maybe some day he will give me a landing.
Am sure we all have that Yes Sir Captain we dread flying with
its like oh sh
t there goes my day not him again.
Tell us please is it his Atitude or his handling maybe the way he talks to u while its your leg practically just working up ur nerves tellin u ur too high or too low on the descent or turn right no turn left damn it I said right. and then he gets confused with ATC last message and looks at u snarling "what did he say" and thats were I go "uuuh dunno me flying donut head"
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Or maybe he just messes up that nice finals ur doing unto 18r with that sudden go down go down go down and pushing on the controls then yanks the flare of ur hands and BANG there goes that nice greaser I was about to perform!!!
Tell us
I am the copilot. I sit on the right.
It's up to me to be quick and bright;
I never talk back for I have regrets,
But I have to remember what the Captain forgets.
I make out the Flight Plan and study the weather,
Pull up the gear, stand by to feather;
Make out the mail forms and do the reporting,
And fly the old crate while the Captain is courting.
I take the readings, adjust the power,
Put on the heaters when we're in a shower;
Tell him where we are on the darkest night,
And do all the bookwork without any light.
I call for my Captain and buy him cokes;
I always laugh at his corny jokes,
And once in awhile when his landings are rusty
I always come through with, "By gosh it's gusty!"
All in all I'm a general stooge,
As I sit on the right of the man I call "Scrooge";
I guess you think that is past understanding,
But maybe some day he will give me a landing.
Am sure we all have that Yes Sir Captain we dread flying with
its like oh sht there goes my day not him again.Tell us please is it his Atitude or his handling maybe the way he talks to u while its your leg practically just working up ur nerves tellin u ur too high or too low on the descent or turn right no turn left damn it I said right
. and then he gets confused with ATC last message and looks at u snarling "what did he say" and thats were I go "uuuh dunno me flying donut head".Or maybe he just messes up that nice finals ur doing unto 18r with that sudden go down go down go down and pushing on the controls then yanks the flare of ur hands and BANG there goes that nice greaser I was about to perform!!!
Tell us
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Is OT still at B3? So he has become a terror to fly with? considering the fact that he was not recommended for command at his last employer. It took the timely intervention of a particular sim instructor for him to be considered.
Like they say, ain't life a b**ch.
Like they say, ain't life a b**ch.
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zazoo nice poem,are you sure you still want to fly with such terrors?
you certainly are multi talented no b........ht !
i would suggest writing a book about your experiences you would be shocked what could come out of it!
I suspect this guy must be EX-WT/50's that combination usually produces zero CRM
By the way did they ever teach CRM in WT?
you certainly are multi talented no b........ht !
i would suggest writing a book about your experiences you would be shocked what could come out of it!
I suspect this guy must be EX-WT/50's that combination usually produces zero CRM
By the way did they ever teach CRM in WT?
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Zazoo,
Know the feeling well. God has spoken so best I listen. Funnily enough thank goodness it doesn't happen all that too often but when that dreaded name appears on the roster you better believe that there is some mysterious virus that I just happened to pick up.
Happy flying though....and hope its not all that bad.
Know the feeling well. God has spoken so best I listen. Funnily enough thank goodness it doesn't happen all that too often but when that dreaded name appears on the roster you better believe that there is some mysterious virus that I just happened to pick up.
Happy flying though....and hope its not all that bad.
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I am the captain, I sit on the left
The guy on my right got his license through theft
With a point five conversion, he struts his stuff
Gold bars on his shoulder, he chases the muff
In the bar at the party, he is full of the story
Of the time in his life, his moment of glory
But with pounding and throbbing and booz in his head
He drags his ass, so sorry from bed
He climbs in the cockpit and tries to recall
The events so cloudy, of the evening before
He wishes he hadn’t had that last whiskey
And regrets that old lady had been oh so frisky
And when the mains roll onto the tarmac so smooth
He awakes from his slumber dazed and confused
With paperwork mounting and bags to unpack
He looks at his captain who has got his back
Don’t worry my son, today we pulled through
Because of your captain, who knew what to do
Dog
The guy on my right got his license through theft
With a point five conversion, he struts his stuff
Gold bars on his shoulder, he chases the muff
In the bar at the party, he is full of the story
Of the time in his life, his moment of glory
But with pounding and throbbing and booz in his head
He drags his ass, so sorry from bed
He climbs in the cockpit and tries to recall
The events so cloudy, of the evening before
He wishes he hadn’t had that last whiskey
And regrets that old lady had been oh so frisky
And when the mains roll onto the tarmac so smooth
He awakes from his slumber dazed and confused
With paperwork mounting and bags to unpack
He looks at his captain who has got his back
Don’t worry my son, today we pulled through
Because of your captain, who knew what to do
Dog
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ZAZOO
It's a good thing you spend so much time standing up—heaven forbid you should sit down: what a sunset that's going to be! And, Jesus H. Christ, why haven't they made you a captain yet?
Now all you need to learn is a thing-or-two about CRM, aviation, decency, (not so common) common-sense, plagiarism, the English language, and grammar and usage.
Oh, and try not to post after consuming more than two beers.
Now all you need to learn is a thing-or-two about CRM, aviation, decency, (not so common) common-sense, plagiarism, the English language, and grammar and usage.
Oh, and try not to post after consuming more than two beers.
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John Wayne, see you sneaked out SAA Skipper off-loads CAA Inspector to cool off with me here eh!!!
Well you got it all wrong on the issue here
maybe someone will find time to explain to you.
Thanks though.
zaz
PS: I heard you died a long time ago
Well you got it all wrong on the issue here
maybe someone will find time to explain to you.Thanks though.
zaz
PS: I heard you died a long time ago
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A Poem about a CAPTAIN !
Folks,
Some few days back I remembering reading a poem or a small article about a CAPTAIN , the way he behaves , bully type and all the silly things he does to frustrate the first officer.
Apparently I dont seem to see it again, anybody remembers it please just PM the link or just put it here on the reply.
Thanks
Some few days back I remembering reading a poem or a small article about a CAPTAIN , the way he behaves , bully type and all the silly things he does to frustrate the first officer.
Apparently I dont seem to see it again, anybody remembers it please just PM the link or just put it here on the reply.
Thanks
