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Originally Posted by surreal1221  I've come to the realization, with some assistance from a fellow JC'r, that Lloyd will never complain about his present profession. It's simple.
He was a marine. (err - Is a Marine. . .sorry. . .)
And essentially - anything right now is better than what he either a) grew up with, or b) took part in as a young adult / whatever he did before flying for a living.
With that being said, Lloyd will forever enjoy flying (we all should enjoy what we do for a living) - no matter how bad it may get for him, he will never acknowledge it - for fear of losing his great Utopian vision of flying for a living. And of course, for fear of looking like one of those who "whine" all the time. When in reality, it's no where near whining but rather observations that provide a non-positive outlook - and usually here on JC those observations are not shown with the "back it up with your actions" since this is simply an online message forum and how is one member going to know what another member actually does to back up their statements about their non-positive observations.
Anyway - all of this is just casual observation and discussing Lloyd's opinions/antics with a JC'r that has actually hung out with the great happy go lucky 100% of the time Lloyd.
Lloyd, you've got my cell # - so if my observations are in any way incorrect, I'd love to get the straight skinny on your background and why when ANYONE mentions anything slightly negative about flying for a living, you're johnny on the spot with the Utopian vision.  |
Not a bad observation, Surreal. If you ask any of the JC'ers that have hung out with me, they'll pretty much tell you that I'm then same way in "real" life. There isn't a whole lot of moping around and being sad. I've had a few times in my life, but they're usually short-lived. The way I see it, I can spend the energy talking about how miserable I am, or I can make it better. That starts with ME, and nobody else. It's almost like I'm high on life . . . I love it - can't let anybody bring me down.
Will I always love flying? Who knows. Maybe one day I'll wake up and realize that my company (whoever that may be) sucks, and I'm tired of being treated like crap. One thing is certain . . . if I have that realization, I'll simply sit down to write my resignation letter. There are always other fun jobs.
Hope that clears up my perspective.