A guy walked into work the other day, clutching a piece of paper and looking uneasy. It was a busy time, with the lounge crowded with customers and pilots so I went up to him and asked if he was looking for someone.
"The chief pilot."
"He's up on a flight, I'm Aviatrix, can I help you with something?"
"I'll wait for him, thank you."
I looked at him for a moment, then guessed correctly that the piece of paper was a resume, "Are you a pilot looking for work?" I asked him about his qualifications, where he was from, and so on. He didn't appear to be a complete moron, and we're pretty desperate for warm, licenced bodies right now, so I asked him to wait a moment. (Likely said "standby" as that's how I talk, but he's a pilot after all, and understood.) I went and found the person whose opinion matters more than the chief pilot's when it comes to hiring and firing at my company. I introduced them, then went up on my flight.
When I got back, ten minutes behind schedule, after a longish, tiring day, the chief pilot was sitting outside. Watching me park. Almost like he was waiting to speak to me. Eep. For being ten minutes late?
He was waiting for me, but I keep forgetting, ninety-nine percent of the time when my boss wants to speak to me, it's not to give me hell, but to give me more work. I had another quick flight to do for a customer, and then was needed to check out the newly hired pilot on company aircraft. In the dark.
And that is how I need to get a job. Piece of paper in hand, it doesn't matter how shiny your shoes, how recent your haircut or how snappily you can tell someone about yourself. If you have the qualifications they need and the airplanes are sitting empty, you're hired.
...to give me more work.
Assuming you're paid by the hour, this is equivalent to "...give me more money."
If you have the qualifications they need and the airplanes are sitting empty, you're hired.
You forgot to list the crucial next-to-last step: they need to know you meet their needs. I mention this because your mammals are looking neglected lately.
Indeed they are.
They're not quite as bad as they look: I've misplaced the key to which airline is which, but some of them are that bad. I'll improve.
More work is not always more money in my line of work: I'm not paid for maintenance test flights, checkrides with company personnel, or paperwork. But always better to have the boss give me work than give me heck or give me a pink slip.
It might go against general principles of orderliness, but nothing is stopping you from reassigning the mammal names to create a new key. We here on the other side of the screen certainly won't know the difference.
Well...I might be confused if you gave discrepant information about e.g. Steve Woodchuck, but I'd be willing to dismiss it as unimportant.
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