I found out from a pilot who has flown with the company for years that my name is on the Ichneumon flight training schedule already.
I'd been telling myself not to get my hopes up, not to count those unhatched chickens, that quite possibly I'd only been called to the groundschool because they wanted to have a look at the insane lunatic who belonged to the resume I submitted. And all along, or at least since that flight schedule came out, they've been planning to train me on their beautiful airplanes.
I know, you guys expected it all along. But remember, this is real life, not a Hollywood movie. If it were a Hollywood movie I'd be checking my watch against the run time of the movie saying, "okay, she's had the setback because she refused to lie, she's had the resolution of that, she's had the major injury, now is there enough time left in the movie for her to lose this job and get a better one, or just enough time for her to recover from the injury by pure tenacity and then get this job?" In real life sometimes the ending is really stupid and unfulfilling. I hope this is a good movie.
I have had so many disappointments. Someday, from the security of a good job, I'll tell you about them.
And in other news, space shuttle commander Eileen Collins is getting ready for a launch into outer space, but she chickened out and came back down the stairs after standing in line for a waterslide. There's one aviatrix who is not going to do anything that isn't safely under her control, even in the glare of world media while the fate of the US space program hinges on this mission. Good for her.