Freitag, 16. August 2013

The controller is never wrong

Vor einer Weile habe ich von einem treuen Blogleser eine Auflistung mit ein paar Weisheiten über den besten Job der Welt bekommen - an dieser Stelle nochmals vielen herzlichen Dank! 

The controller is never wrong. Even if he is, he is not.

Pilots often act like little children who can't have their favourite toy.

A pilot who thinks decreases the flow of traffic.

Your neighbours usually think you are unemployed.

Sexy voices don't necessarily account for sexy pilots.

A good controller feels like he's getting paid a lotta money for nothing - a bad controller feels like he's totally underpaid for saving lives every day.

A cockpit window offers a better overview of all airport traffic than the control tower.

The toughest working position in a tower is start-up/clearance delivery during runway closures! It feels like a daycare job.

It never stops to amaze you what can go wrong.

The hardest part about your job is the drive home with so many idiots on the road who just don't see the picture.

Your favourite question becomes "Any reason for the delay?" The best response is "Controllers amusement".

You're always the best controller working at the busiest airport.

The radar guys think airplanes disappear after handover.

Female controllers must be tough to survive in our world - or pretty.

Your colleagues always tease you. When they stop, something is seriously wrong with you.

Most controllers hate offices and paperwork - some controllers see them as a way out.

The last thing you can handle after a busy day is your wife talking back to you and there's no recording of who said what.

Sometimes you wonder where the pilots hide their "immediate take-off checklist".

When you're home, you don't think about work. When you do, start worrying!

"Runway vacated" is a very flexible term, depending on the airline.

The best part about nightshift is driving home when everybody is driving to work. 

When you think you're the best - that's the time to start being careful!

Donnerstag, 1. August 2013

All quiet on the blogger front

Zu heiss... Es ist schlicht zu heiss zum Bloggen...

Thanks God gibt es den fleissigen Mr. Airborne, der dafür sorgt, dass der aviatischen Bloggertruppe die Luft nicht vollends ausgeht... 

Hello Mr. Airborne - we need you, keep going!

Da ich nicht schreiben mag, müssen heute ein paar Bilder als Ersatz herhalten.

Und für die Statistiker unter euch - dies ist tatsächlich mein einhunderster Blog-Post...