The air force is a part 135 charter full of chieftains replete with a gaggleful of pilots who got into the job hoping they'd get to fly the one Edge 540 on property for a living. It really is THAT simpleton. We can't all be winners in life.Situations such as this one are just mere manifestations of said dynamic. You think the dreams of re-enacting Top Gun (shirtless volleyball included) dies on these people when they get sent to T-1 with the rest of the gas chamber train car? Nope. We all gotta grow up some day though...It's just a crappy airline gig for the majority. Beats selling life insurance I presume. I personally find the King Air skull-fuckingly boring and rather do looptie loops with Stan all day like a poosie, but Im not about to shine my ass and bitch roll the uncle's Chieftain just cuz' I didn't get vipers. To each their own.
My old mws was filled with dudes intent on whipping that ol'bitch like it was a mudhen. Idiots. The whole push towards the TGT Pod was further fuel towards that end. Now Im not gonna shit on the dead, but we got reminders around here in the not so distant recent past of what happens when we forget our ride is a chieftain and not a 540. QOL notwithstanding, the more I think about the motivations most of these young men got into blue flying for, the more I'm convinced a non-vol chopper tour in the ARMY would do a lot of AF flyers a whole lot of good. Where else can you crash the uncle's ride for a living, fire a gun at will, and get street cred for it? I digress.
This is just another FCIF I gotta sign in order to avoid the wrath of enlisted folks...this place is all sorts of fucked up.