The bike leaves at oh seven hundred tomarrow for Reno....see you there.
You Might be a Crew Chief IF.....
You've ever said, "Oh yes sir, it's supposed to look like that."
You've ever sucked LOX to cure a hangover.
You know what JP4/JP5 tastes like.
You've ever used a piece of safety wire as a toothpick.
You've ever had to say, "My boots are still black!" (or ever
spray-painted them black)
You have ever used soot from the tailpipe to blacken your boots.
You believe the aircraft has a soul.
You talk to the aircraft.
The only thing you know about any city is where the good bars are.
You know more about your coworkers than you do about your own family.
You can't figure out why maintenance officers exist.
You ever wished the pilot would just say, "Great aircraft!"
You think everyone who isn't a Crew Chief is a wimp.
You wondered where they keep finding the idiots that keep making up
stupid rules.
You consider 'Moly-B' fingerprints on food an 'acquired taste'.
You've ever been told to "go get us some prop wash, a yard of flight
line or the keys to the jet.
You have ever jumped inside an intake to get out of the rain.
Little yellow ear plugs are all over your house.
You have ever preflighted in really bad weather only to learn that the
flight was canceled hours ago.
Your spouse refuses to watch any aviation shows or attend air shows with
you.
You have ever looked for pictures of "your" jet in aviation books and
magazines.
You can't figure out why two weeks of advance per-diem is gone after
three days.
You can sleep anywhere, anytime. But as soon as the engines shut down
you are wide awake.
You have ever used, wheel chock, or tow bar for a pillow.
You have ever stood on wheel chocks to keep your feet dry.
You have ever used a pair of Dykes to trim a fingernail.
You have ever pulled the gun switch while riding brakes.
You have ever started a jet inside the hanger!
You have ever wiped leaks right before a crew show.
All you care about is the flying schedule and your days off.
You have ever had to defuel your jet an hour after fueling it.
Everyone you know has some kind of nickname.
You have used the "Pull Chocks" hand signal to tell your buddies it is
time to leave..
You have ever bled hydraulic fluid into a Gatorade bottle or soda can
because you are too lazy to go get a hydraulic bucket and the Hazmat
keys.
If have you ever been tackled, duct taped to a tow bar, covered in PET
and sand, egged, sourmilked, peanut buttered and jellied, and slapped under
the emergency wash station in 30 deg weather?
You know in your heart that your jet is female.
You refer to ANY machine as "she."
You refer to QA as "the enemy."
You hate Ops, Maintenance Control, QA, and cops.
You know the international marshalling sign for "pull your head out of
your ass."
You've ever worked weekend duty on a jet that isn't flying on Monday.
You've wanted the jet to start just so you can warm up.
You can't remember half of your coworkers real names... only their
nicknames.
You fix 30 million dollar jets, but can't figure out what's wrong with
your $150 lawnmower.
Your toolbox at home has wheels and foam cutouts, just like the ones at
work.
Some of the tools in your toolbox at home are etched.
If the way you measure the cost of living in other countries is by the
price of a beer at a bar.
You Might be a Crew Chief IF.....
You've ever said, "Oh yes sir, it's supposed to look like that."
You've ever sucked LOX to cure a hangover.
You know what JP4/JP5 tastes like.
You've ever used a piece of safety wire as a toothpick.
You've ever had to say, "My boots are still black!" (or ever
spray-painted them black)
You have ever used soot from the tailpipe to blacken your boots.
You believe the aircraft has a soul.
You talk to the aircraft.
The only thing you know about any city is where the good bars are.
You know more about your coworkers than you do about your own family.
You can't figure out why maintenance officers exist.
You ever wished the pilot would just say, "Great aircraft!"
You think everyone who isn't a Crew Chief is a wimp.
You wondered where they keep finding the idiots that keep making up
stupid rules.
You consider 'Moly-B' fingerprints on food an 'acquired taste'.
You've ever been told to "go get us some prop wash, a yard of flight
line or the keys to the jet.
You have ever jumped inside an intake to get out of the rain.
Little yellow ear plugs are all over your house.
You have ever preflighted in really bad weather only to learn that the
flight was canceled hours ago.
Your spouse refuses to watch any aviation shows or attend air shows with
you.
You have ever looked for pictures of "your" jet in aviation books and
magazines.
You can't figure out why two weeks of advance per-diem is gone after
three days.
You can sleep anywhere, anytime. But as soon as the engines shut down
you are wide awake.
You have ever used, wheel chock, or tow bar for a pillow.
You have ever stood on wheel chocks to keep your feet dry.
You have ever used a pair of Dykes to trim a fingernail.
You have ever pulled the gun switch while riding brakes.
You have ever started a jet inside the hanger!
You have ever wiped leaks right before a crew show.
All you care about is the flying schedule and your days off.
You have ever had to defuel your jet an hour after fueling it.
Everyone you know has some kind of nickname.
You have used the "Pull Chocks" hand signal to tell your buddies it is
time to leave..
You have ever bled hydraulic fluid into a Gatorade bottle or soda can
because you are too lazy to go get a hydraulic bucket and the Hazmat
keys.
If have you ever been tackled, duct taped to a tow bar, covered in PET
and sand, egged, sourmilked, peanut buttered and jellied, and slapped under
the emergency wash station in 30 deg weather?
You know in your heart that your jet is female.
You refer to ANY machine as "she."
You refer to QA as "the enemy."
You hate Ops, Maintenance Control, QA, and cops.
You know the international marshalling sign for "pull your head out of
your ass."
You've ever worked weekend duty on a jet that isn't flying on Monday.
You've wanted the jet to start just so you can warm up.
You can't remember half of your coworkers real names... only their
nicknames.
You fix 30 million dollar jets, but can't figure out what's wrong with
your $150 lawnmower.
Your toolbox at home has wheels and foam cutouts, just like the ones at
work.
Some of the tools in your toolbox at home are etched.
If the way you measure the cost of living in other countries is by the
price of a beer at a bar.
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