Steve,
My gosh you know alot about airlines! No wonder Tony was entertained all those hours at Mark's warehouse while I played around with the various stuff there. Heck...he still laughs about you telling him to keep his feet off the floor when we started filling that old GE up with water. You know he'll always know what a boot is because of that. (he didn't have a clue until I explained it to him in the car on the way home.)
For the past three years or so I've been doing alot of flying. Some of it alone but mostly with Tony. I will say from personal experience that, hands down, the British and the Americans win the award for being the most arrogant and rude. I've only been to France, Germany, The Netherlands, and England several times and to a large amount of cities in the US. There really is such a thing as the ugly American and it has embarrased us many times when visiting other countries. Yup, having a lovely French meal one night overlooking the Eiffel Tower, we were interrupted by the sounds of a couple arguing with the waiter over a bill. With our broken French we had to translate the best we could to help that poor waiter out when he did nothing wrong.
Anyways, on with airlines... I will recollect on two different flights for you all. Might be fun to read over coffee this morning or something. Hang on...I'mm going to refill mine really quick.
I was on a flight from Portland, OR to San Franisco that Tony was working purser one morning. I was sitting up in the first class cabin with 11 other people. There were a couple of business men in front, an older couple behind me, and so forth. Tony had to remain at the cockpit door because he was doing a safety briefing with the pilots as well as both doors in the front open (boarding and a galley change). He had to remain up front when all of this is going on because the FAA requires that of him. Of course with staffing only at 3 F/A's that means those poor, helpless passengers in rows 1-3 had to WAIT for their predeparture beverage AND...ANNNND no one was available to take their coats and hang them. (The hangers are on the wall right behind us mind you.) Another pass rider finally got tired of the complaining and took the coats himself. For the next half hour I got to sit and hear these fat, lazy jerks talk about how LAZY that purser is because he didn't serve them right away when they boarded. Of course I went to told Tony all of this so, needless to say, service had ended for that flight. (You never know who's listening folks!)
My second airplane story has to do with a trip I went on with Tony to Amsterdam. If you haven't been there before, it's actually quite nice. I remember this particular plane (a 767) was really hagged out. Mold on the ceilings, a huge list of broken items, and just an overall dump...boarded and ready to go. Anyways, we had a great day in The Netherlands and were heading back the next morning. Boarded our lovely 767 again (this time a different one but you'd never know because they all look the same...like crap). I was sitting front-row center so I could overhear some conversation from the crew. I knew we were taking a delay for some kind of aircraft servicing and the captain made an announcement basically saying ONLY that. A few minutes later Tony came up to me and explained to me what was going on. The F/O had done a walk-around of the plane outside and noticed a panel was missing. He called maintenance and they responded by saying "You don't need that part. The plane made it here didn't it?" After a closer inpection, he found that missing panel...IN THE ENGINE right in front of the blades. "It must have fallen in there when it landed." said maintenance.
Low fares and outsourcing. We are very much overdue for another major airline catastrophy. I'm going to put my money on a 747 or 767 to be one of the first.

Jon
My gosh you know alot about airlines! No wonder Tony was entertained all those hours at Mark's warehouse while I played around with the various stuff there. Heck...he still laughs about you telling him to keep his feet off the floor when we started filling that old GE up with water. You know he'll always know what a boot is because of that. (he didn't have a clue until I explained it to him in the car on the way home.)
For the past three years or so I've been doing alot of flying. Some of it alone but mostly with Tony. I will say from personal experience that, hands down, the British and the Americans win the award for being the most arrogant and rude. I've only been to France, Germany, The Netherlands, and England several times and to a large amount of cities in the US. There really is such a thing as the ugly American and it has embarrased us many times when visiting other countries. Yup, having a lovely French meal one night overlooking the Eiffel Tower, we were interrupted by the sounds of a couple arguing with the waiter over a bill. With our broken French we had to translate the best we could to help that poor waiter out when he did nothing wrong.
Anyways, on with airlines... I will recollect on two different flights for you all. Might be fun to read over coffee this morning or something. Hang on...I'mm going to refill mine really quick.
I was on a flight from Portland, OR to San Franisco that Tony was working purser one morning. I was sitting up in the first class cabin with 11 other people. There were a couple of business men in front, an older couple behind me, and so forth. Tony had to remain at the cockpit door because he was doing a safety briefing with the pilots as well as both doors in the front open (boarding and a galley change). He had to remain up front when all of this is going on because the FAA requires that of him. Of course with staffing only at 3 F/A's that means those poor, helpless passengers in rows 1-3 had to WAIT for their predeparture beverage AND...ANNNND no one was available to take their coats and hang them. (The hangers are on the wall right behind us mind you.) Another pass rider finally got tired of the complaining and took the coats himself. For the next half hour I got to sit and hear these fat, lazy jerks talk about how LAZY that purser is because he didn't serve them right away when they boarded. Of course I went to told Tony all of this so, needless to say, service had ended for that flight. (You never know who's listening folks!)
My second airplane story has to do with a trip I went on with Tony to Amsterdam. If you haven't been there before, it's actually quite nice. I remember this particular plane (a 767) was really hagged out. Mold on the ceilings, a huge list of broken items, and just an overall dump...boarded and ready to go. Anyways, we had a great day in The Netherlands and were heading back the next morning. Boarded our lovely 767 again (this time a different one but you'd never know because they all look the same...like crap). I was sitting front-row center so I could overhear some conversation from the crew. I knew we were taking a delay for some kind of aircraft servicing and the captain made an announcement basically saying ONLY that. A few minutes later Tony came up to me and explained to me what was going on. The F/O had done a walk-around of the plane outside and noticed a panel was missing. He called maintenance and they responded by saying "You don't need that part. The plane made it here didn't it?" After a closer inpection, he found that missing panel...IN THE ENGINE right in front of the blades. "It must have fallen in there when it landed." said maintenance.
Low fares and outsourcing. We are very much overdue for another major airline catastrophy. I'm going to put my money on a 747 or 767 to be one of the first.

Jon