Thank you, Ohio. Thank you for fucking my shit up.Submitted by Cracked_out_cali at 2006-08-08 06:54:52 EDT
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They finally did it. They let me command my own mission. After flying for 3 years, they gave me a plane, a crew, and said, “Go get this shit done.”
It wasn’t anything major. Just a few pallets of, well, crap. The itinerary was a one-way trip to Wright-Patterson in Ohio. Unload our cargo, crew rest for the night, load up the next morning, head for Vegas, drop that stuff off, and then head home.
But what was really gonna happen is a quick offload/onload in Ohio, and take off straight to Vegas where we were going to “break down” for 2, maybe 3 days. None of the guys had been to Las Vegas before, and I would only be a 3-hour drive from home. Everyone would benefit, except of course the taxpayers.
We landed a little after noon, and the weather seemed pretty bad, but nothing too serious. The jet was offloaded, and ready to go within an hour. Just as the plane was starting it’s reload, we received a weather advisory. You see, the Air Force has this rule that if there is lightning within 5 miles, pretty much everything shuts down. The crew and myself went to wait it out in the base ops building. I tried fighting to get out of there, but it was useless.
It was soon clear that we weren’t going anywhere for a while. We were getting gusts of 75 mph, that is, until the device used to read it ripped out of the ground and flew away. We were led to an underground bunker, just to be safe. Over the next 4 hours, the power went out 3 times, and the back-up generator twice. The heat, humidity and stench were unbearable. Finally a little after 6pm the weather advisory was lifted, and went back to the plane. Only, it wasn’t there.
The wind had actually pushed the 285,000-pound plane out into the middle of a field next to the taxiways. Needless to say, the Vegas trip was off. Worse though, was being stuck in Ohio, which was hotter than Satan’s crotch, for five days while waiting for a maintenance crew to fly out and do a crash recovery on it.
And don’t even get me started on the paperwork.