Dear Heather, I have to share this with you. I’m a pilot and I was sexually harassed last night. While jump-seating home, the lead flight attendant calls the cockpit and says a passenger thinks one of the flaps is out of position. The captain sends me back to check the wings. I squeeze into the fully occupied exit row to peer out the window. While looking out the window, a female passenger sitting in the middle seat puts her hands on my butt. Her friend then shouts, “Woo, get some!” Passengers nearby all start laughing. Anyway, turns out what the initial passenger saw and thought was a problem were the outboard ailerons on the wings of the Super 80. One was up and the other was down. This is normal while on the ground. Anyway, I returned to the cockpit and told the pilots what just happened and we all had a good laugh. I should mention the Captain was female! Thought you’d find it funny! – Bob (the singing pilot)
My first thought when I read Bob’s letter was, wow! What kind of person places their hands on a pilot’s you-know-what and yells, “Woo, get some!”
Just to be fair, later on I found myself yelling out the exact same phrase several times throughout the course of my day. I couldn’t help it! And each time my voice become lower and before I knew it I had developed a very southern accent, kind of like that famous redneck comedian I can’t remember the name of. Next thing I knew I was visualizing it, only it was I who slapped the pilots, and even a few lucky passengers, as I passed them in the terminal dressed in navy blue with my black bags rolling behind me. Mmm hmm, get it girl!
PLEASE NOTE: I would NEVER do something like that in real life!
Now back to Bob.
[photo courtesy of TheZipper]
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