Pilots on reserve.

[Tallgrl98]

So, now that Frank (husband) has a line again, I thought I would post something I wrote when he was first a commercial pilot on reserve. The next post is his response. Enjoy!



A day in the life of Frank



6:03 am – The alarm goes off. She moves over, hits the snooze button, pulls the covers up to her chin and is back to sleep.

6:14 am – Repeat above.

6:29 am – “I am getting out of bed. I swear. Frank, tell me to get out of bed.”

“Emily, get out of bed.”

“No.”
6:45 am – “Well, I guess I missed my work out.”
“I guess so. Move over.”

7:00 am – She gets out of bed, finally. I take her side of the bed – it’s warmer.

7:55 am – “Well, Frank, I’m going to work, I love you. Good bye.”
“Bye Babe. You want me to drive you?”
“No, it’s okay.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. It’s only 22 degrees out. I’ll be fine.”
“I’ll give you a ride.”
“Oh, okay.”

8:05 am – The house is empty. Begin morning ritual. Pour cereal. Scratch. Pour orange juice. Stretch. Watch music videos – this is the only time of day that they play those things. Scratch.

9:00 am – Scratch.

9:15 am – Phone rings – it is wife.
“So, what are you doing?”
“Nothing. Guess what day it is?”
“What day is it?”
“Naked Day.”
“Frank. Please at least shower today.”
“Okay.”
“I mean it.”
“Mmhmm, after West Wing.”
“It’s a deal.”

11:59 am – Phone rings – it is wife.
“Please tell me that you have showered?”
“Even if it is a lie?”
“Frank!”
“You know, CJ really sells herself short sometimes. She’s really attractive.”
“Okay, Frank, CJ is not a real person. Did you see the check list I left for you?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Please, please, do something on it.”
“Yep.”
“Is that flushing I hear?”
“Mmhmm.”
“Gross. I have to go. I have a meeting.”
“Ok.”

4:45 pm – Panic has settled in. Shower. Dress. Shave. Brush teeth. (well, rinse teeth)

Oh, to be a pilot on reserve :-)

[Tallgrl98]

And this is Frank's response. Guess which version is more accurate?

What REALLY happens



Hello all,

Before I begin, I should probably say that this is not, in fact, Emily. It's actually Frank. I, along with all of you, check Emily's blog daily to read her take on this crazy story called life. Recently, I read a post that supposedly outlined a day in my life. Unfortunely, this post is INCREDIBLY innacurate.

Allow me to explain exactly what a day in my life looks like.

6:03 am – The alarm goes off. She moves over, hits the snooze button, pulls the covers up to her chin and is back to sleep. This is true. I however, bolt awake, look over at my still dozing yet blushing bride, and gently scratch and rub her back and arms, coaxing her oh so easily into another day.

6:14 am – Repeat above.

6:29 am – “I am getting out of bed. I swear. Frank, tell me to get out of bed.”
“Emily, you work hard. If you need a little more time to sleep, that's fine. I'll go and make breakfast for you. Eggs Benedict again? We're out of fresh oranges, so the orange juice will be store bought instead of fresh squeezed. Is that ok?”
"uh huh."

6:45 am – “Well, I guess I missed my work out.”

"That's ok. You really don't need it. The amount of calories that you burn when you work as hard as you do at the office does more than replace a missed workout. How about I give you one more quick massage and then start the shower for you."
"ok..."

7:00 am - Emily gets out of bed. She goes to shower and by the time she gets out, breakfast is waiting for her on the table, and Diane (MMMmmm... skirt.) and Robin are on the tube telling us what's going on in America today.

7:45 am - While Emily was getting ready for work I go down and do a light 30 min. workout. As I don't want to strain anything, I keep it below 150 lbs. I come up, take a quick shower, throw some clothes on and then drive Emily work.

8:15 am - I get home, have a quick bowl of cereal and a granola bar, while getting my news by reading the completely and totally unbiased drudgereport.com, snopes.com, and the onion.com.

8:45 am - I begin to do laundry. In order to be as efficient as possible, I'll wash the clothes I'm wearing now, which causes me to be operating, for a short period of time in the, uh "buff", to use a well chosen word to describe me.

8:47 am - Phone rings – it is my still subtly blushing bride.
“So, what are you doing?”
“Laundry. Guess what day it is?”
“What day is it?”
“Naked Day.”
“Frank. Please get fresh oranges today. I'm tired of store bought OJ”
“Okay.”
“I mean it.”
“Mmhmm, after West Wing. I'm doing laundry.”
“It’s a deal.”

10:00 am - West Wing is on Bravo, or "bruhVO" as I like to call it. It is true that I have a little bit of a thing for CJ. And Donna. While watching the West Wing, I fold and iron laundry. As my gently brushing bride likes to wear an average of four sets of clothes a day, there's quite a bit of laundry to fold and iron.

11:45 am - Phone rings - It's the oh so softly blushing bride, the love of my life. I get a little excited when she calls.

"Frank, what's that noise in the background?"
"Nothing, what's up?"
"Was that a flush?"
"No, what's up?"
"It was! Gross!"
"WHAT IS UP?"
"Can you pretty please bring me lunch?"
"Of course. Sushi again?"
"uh huh."
"OK. I'll be there in a half hour."

12:15 pm - I bring Emily lunch and eat with her.

12:30 pm - I drive to the airport to check my mail box, then to HQ to get a bunch of free airplane tickets for Emily and her friends. Sadly I can not go with on these trips because I have a 90 minute leash on me that's attached to my suitcase at the airport.

1:30 pm - I go to the store and shop for a bit. Chicken Voila and Diet Dr. Pepper, and lots of it.

2:30 pm - I come home and take a brief power nap.

2:50 pm - Phone rings - It is the eternal flame of my heart, the object of my desire, my ever so lightly blushing bride.

"Hey. Watcha doin?"
"I was just getting up from a nap."
"Have you done anything today besides bring me lunch, take a nap and watch West Wing?"
Not wanting the wife to feel bad I keep my response to "yeah."
"Ok. Well, I'm going to a rep lunch for the rest of the day. Can you pick me up at 5?"
"Yes'm miss daisy."
"What?"
"Nothing. I said I'll try not to be so lazy. See you at 5."

3:15 pm - Emily likes to come home to a clean house, so I clean the bathroom folding the towels and clothes "hotel style" the way she likes, scrub and swiff, dust, vacuum, rotate the cushions, do the dishes, scrub the sink, light a few candles and put a bottle of wine in the fridge.

4:45 pm - Leave to pick up Emily.

THAT, my friends, is a day in the life of a pilot on reserve

[ccbegay]

alright...something entertaining while sitting at work, through the afternoon drag! hahahahahaha...

[Eastbayk]

Wow, this sounds remarkably similar to the life of a pilot waiting for his IOE. Except he does have to drop off and pick up the kid from daycare everyday...

Kim

[tmstewar2]

That was seriously funny

Thankfully my dh has a line in June

My problem with dh being home just sitting, is he tends to spend $$$ like a mad man. I mean seriously how many visits to Home Depot can one person make in a day.

Terri

[ccbegay]

Originally Posted by tmstewar2

That was seriously funny

Thankfully my dh has a line in June

My problem with dh being home just sitting, is he tends to spend $$$ like a mad man. I mean seriously how many visits to Home Depot can one person make in a day.

Terri

I KNOW...right now, G, is on vacation, while his boss is purchasing a new plane...but i think that man has been to Lowes twice so far today...and the other night, was awake the whole night, while looking at furniture...and when i was leaving for work the next morning, just HAD to show me all that he found and wanted for the house, and "maybe i should go and make him some money!" some nerve...

[Alli1101]

Tooo funny... Thanks for a good laugh : )