Every now I then I do this, so I thought that it was about time I talk for a few moments about how much fun this career is.
A lot of people just like to complain. Wanna know what I dreaded the most? Crew scheduling. Oh, to hear some people tell it, they are evil.
Well, I wouldn't go so far as to add the fine folks over there to my Christmas list, and probably wouldn't rescue their cats from a fire. But, they're not as bad as people say. They have a job to do - a tough job. But, I've found that if I start every conversation with "Heyyy! How are you today? How's the baby?", or something to that effect, I've got a much better chance at getting what I want. And, they DO remember people.
Reserve. Everybody speaks on it's misery . . . well, it's no amusement park. But, I like to think that I just have more variety and more time off. I get to enjoy lots of peace and quiet in my hotel room in Cincy, reading or watching movies, or something. It's actually pretty cool!
The "passengers". They're great . . . probably one of my greatest pleasures! Some of them are more difficult, but come on . . . look at yourself in the mirror sometime!

I'm more irritated by the 2500 hour Captain next to me!!
Being on the road. Well, we all knew what this job entailed when we signed up. Personally, I LOVE being on the road. That's part of the joy to me. Of course, unlike many, I was in the Marine Corps 3 days after high school graduation. It's just in my blood, I suppose! And, there's nothing like having a cold beer with a cool crew at the end of the day/night, in a cool town.
The best part? The flying. Keeping a schedule. Watching the weather. Flying a challenging approach. Timing a hold perfectly. Seeing how precisely you can hand-fly in turbulence. Figuring a crossing restriction juuusssst right.
This is an awesome job, ladies and gents!
Those of you aspiring to fly for an freight company or airline or corporate flight department . . . whatever you aspire to do! Don't let the naysayers tell you how miserable you are. Just ignore them. They're bitter, and they're determined to take you down with them. When I was a young Private First Class in the Infantry, we had a saying: "Every meal a feast, every paycheck a fortune, every formation a parade". It is what you make it, folks.
Carry on.