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Ugly Bastard · 09-11-2005, 05:18 PM

It was "job shadow" day at high school for me. I was a Senior. I remember calling this pilot at the Warsaw Airport a few days before. I asked him "hey do you think I could job shadow you on September 11th and 12th for a couple hours each morning?" His reply was "sure, no problem... we might even be able to get you up in the air for a little bit."

Stoked, I drove to the airport on the early morning of September 11th... probably about the time the first plane was hitting the tower in NYC. I met the pilot I was shadowing. He was a pretty cool guy. We went out to his hanger and he showed me around the inside of his private jet. I was sitting in the cockpit of the jet, in the pilot's seat, while he sat in the co-pilot's seat showing me a few cool features of a jet. His (hot) secretary came out to the hanger, peered her head in the door of the plane and said "Steve, they're saying on the radio that a plane might have hit the World Trade Center in NYC". I thought of this as pretty odd, but to be honest, sorta brushed it off thinking that maybe weird shit happens like this all the time, and I'm only hearing about it because I am at an airport surrounded by people in the aviation industry.

Steve hears this news and told me that he was going to run up to his office and see what's going on, and that I could run home (or go do what I want) for an hour or so, then come back to continue "shadowing".

I got in my car and put the radio on some random AM station hoping to hear more about what was going on. The DJs on the station I was listening to just kept repeating "oh my God" and "I can't believe what my eyes are seeing" and "if you're anywhere close to a TV, go to it now, this isn't something you should try to follow over the radio", etc, etc. Hearing all of this I started driving faster and faster to get home. I got back to my house and yelled as soon as I walked in the door "turn on the TV!" My mother was still in the house, but was dabbling around with stuff in the dining room, and didn't know anything was going on.

Well, as they say the rest is history, but I always thought it was freaky that I was sitting in the cockpit of a jet the first time I heard about the 9/11 tragedies. Crazy shit.

-Ugly Bastard

PS: urmybitch, God damn...

09-11-2005, 05:18 PM	#9 (permalink)
Ugly Bastard Senior Member Join Date: Feb 2002 Location: U.S.A. Posts: 13,643 Internets: 247330	It was "job shadow" day at high school for me. I was a Senior. I remember calling this pilot at the Warsaw Airport a few days before. I asked him "hey do you think I could job shadow you on September 11th and 12th for a couple hours each morning?" His reply was "sure, no problem... we might even be able to get you up in the air for a little bit." Stoked, I drove to the airport on the early morning of September 11th... probably about the time the first plane was hitting the tower in NYC. I met the pilot I was shadowing. He was a pretty cool guy. We went out to his hanger and he showed me around the inside of his private jet. I was sitting in the cockpit of the jet, in the pilot's seat, while he sat in the co-pilot's seat showing me a few cool features of a jet. His (hot) secretary came out to the hanger, peered her head in the door of the plane and said "Steve, they're saying on the radio that a plane might have hit the World Trade Center in NYC". I thought of this as pretty odd, but to be honest, sorta brushed it off thinking that maybe weird shit happens like this all the time, and I'm only hearing about it because I am at an airport surrounded by people in the aviation industry. Steve hears this news and told me that he was going to run up to his office and see what's going on, and that I could run home (or go do what I want) for an hour or so, then come back to continue "shadowing". I got in my car and put the radio on some random AM station hoping to hear more about what was going on. The DJs on the station I was listening to just kept repeating "oh my God" and "I can't believe what my eyes are seeing" and "if you're anywhere close to a TV, go to it now, this isn't something you should try to follow over the radio", etc, etc. Hearing all of this I started driving faster and faster to get home. I got back to my house and yelled as soon as I walked in the door "turn on the TV!" My mother was still in the house, but was dabbling around with stuff in the dining room, and didn't know anything was going on. Well, as they say the rest is history, but I always thought it was freaky that I was sitting in the cockpit of a jet the first time I heard about the 9/11 tragedies. Crazy shit. -Ugly Bastard PS: urmybitch, God damn...