Kayoh @ 190

I lost my job on April Fool’s Day and now it appears that I am getting it back on Labor Day. Somebody has a sense of humor.

One week from today I will drive out to Phoenix for about a month and a half of training to be able to fly the friendly commercial airline skies again.

It is funny how bittersweet this all is. I am crazy super excited about having a steady paycheck again and the little things like people watching in airports and catching up on my reading are making me smile a bit. The trade-off for the paycheck is that I will be gone from home at least eighteen days per month. I rather got used to being at home

There are so many things that I have come to love and appreciate and so many wonderful memories that have been made over the last year and a half, all because I was unemployed. I also hope that because of this experience I have become a better person and will stay that way, foregoing the negativity that naturally lingers in the air when anywhere near an airport or airline employees.

I know I can be better and not so grumpy at work (yet to be seen). At the very least I should have some stories to tell in the near future.

There is nothing worse than hearing that a plane has gone down. Those few minutes clawing at any information you can get are gut-wrenching. Yet, somehow out on the Hudson river last week while floating along there were many people who managed to barely get wet. Call it what you will, a miracle, luck, act of God- at the end of the day we are all grateful that what was most probable to happen did not happen that day.

As I sit around the airports killing time and people watching, it is so nice to overhear conversations of thanks and gratefulness and respect- something we airline pilots have not experienced in quite some time. On one hand, it is really sad that it takes an accident like this one to earn some respect amongst the traveling public…on the other hand, I’ll take what I can get!