The flight from Toronto to Vancouver was like most flights.... uneventful. Minneapolis Center cleared us to climb from FL 340 to FL 360 allowing us to stay on top of a cloud deck plus it's when the flight plan suggested we climb. The National Post crossword was completed. Everything was tickety-boo. Then I got the call. Urgency seemed to dominate the in-charge's voice. What was wrong? Did we have an unruly passenger, a sick passenger, a fuel leak? What? My heart raced a little. Then came the question....
Do you want cookies and ice cream?
My F/O abstained. Even though he didn't admit it, I think he was on a diet.
But Captain D hates to refuse when it comes to food. I told the in-charge no thanks, but changed my mind. One of my toughest decisions.
|Oatmeal raison and chocolate chip cookies at FL 360|
By I denied the ice cream this time and changed the "batting order"...I asked for both a chocolate chip and oatmeal raison cookie. Heck, variety is the spice of life. :)
I am told there are no calories in cookies at FL360 because the air is thinner. LOL
Luckily my workout in the gym in the morning equated to what these babies were packing.
Now before I am accused of dumbing down my job....how is this...?
If you've seen the Mastercard commercials then it goes something like this...
Price of getting bare minimum pilot qualifications...about $60,000 to $75,000.
Salary you will make on your first job...about $15,000 to $20,000.
The luxury of sitting left seat in a $60 million Airbus with a tray table flying for your flagship carrier taking 20 to 25 years of your adult life to get there.... PRICELESS!!!!!!
Heck I might as well keep things light. By the time I walk in the door late Tuesday night from this four day pairing the flight attendants might be walking out the door. :(