Enough about me. Let’s talk about pilots. Just like demographics where the majority middle-class separates upper and lower, pilots generally fall into three categories...
We know who you are the minute you walk into First Class in too-short short cheekies, settle into your seat, pop off your shoes and put your bare feet on the bulkhead or worse, your neighbor’s armrest.
"Plaid Dad" was born. He earned that after my first visit to his humble abode where reality crashed against the shore of my fantasy. The man I discovered there bore little resemblance to the hot shot pilot who stood so close to me, my skin tingled.