This story reminds me of the time I used to do some aerial work for the TV series “The X-Files”. I was able to fly the support ship a few times but in the very last episode I made it on camera flying the helicopter that’s dropping off two FBI agents. I had to wear some sort of blue or black flight suit if I remember right (it’s been over 15 years). And everybody I ran into at chow or behind the cameras kept asking me “Are you a ‘real’ pilot?”. My response was “of course, I’m a real pilot!” wondering the whole time why people were asking me this and pondering what kind of other pilots there were other than real pilots. It made no sense to me at first. What a weird question!
Then it hit me … I was working on a movie set! Duh! That’s what happens when you don’t grow up in the movie business like most people in LA and rather stumble into it later in your career, HAHA!
I guess a real air traffic controller, who already had to deal with Chuck, would burst into laughter by the time Chuck claims he’d do anything he or she tells him to do. But other than that, that was probably one of Chuck’s better pickup lines.
Evers since I settled down, I developed this tendency to buy stuff in bulk. Mostly things that don’t turn bad, like noodles or toothpaste. It’s a satisfying feeling to stuff away your groceries and think to yourself “well, that pickles problem is taken care of for the next half year!”.
But, unlike Chuck, I have never managed to run out of business cards. It’s one of those things where double the quantity only costs a few bucks more, so I always order more than I need. And since I spend most of my working days in my office, don’t really get to hand out that many cards. In Chuck’s case, I would probably advise him to get even more than 500 pieces this time!
The weather is an almost inexhaustible subject for conversation. What it’s like today, what it was like yesterday, how it’s supposed to be tomorrow, how we wish it would be like, how it was around this time last year, how those clowns at the weather forecast never get it right, etc.
And only in the rarest occasions do we talk about it in a positive light. Either it’s too cold, too hot, too dry, too wet, too windy, etc. But boy, if you think that normal people can complain about the weather, try talking to a farmer! My grandfather-in-law was a farmer, and because we don’t really have that many subjects in common, my first question to him is always what he thinks about the weather. I can hardly remember a time when he wouldn’t find something to bemoan, because even if the weather is good for one crop, it might be bad for another.
Anyway, I understand that the weather is something very important, if your livelihood depends on it. I guess pilots also have a much closer relation to the weather than regular folks!
Another valiant attempt by Chuck. I, as a comic artist, obviously have a much easier time impressing the ladies than Chuck. All I need to do is drive up in my golden Maserati to my 60 foot yacht in Saint Tropez, unbutton the top couple of buttons on my Armani shirt, and boom! I fall out of bed and wake up.
In the heat of summer this is probably an even more inappropriate pickup line than usual. Anybody would have a hard time building snow men now. Come to think of it, this pickup line has quite its geographical limitations, considering how many places there are on earth where it never snows.
So Chuck finally has a girl’s attention and he is reaching deep into his bag of tricks to keep her interested. It seems a lot of you wish him the best. Maybe he deserves to get lucky one of these days. The long-time readers among you know of course that Chuck has been on one or the other date before but has not yet been able to hold on to a chick for a longer time.
Bad hearing does seem to be an aviation affliction though. I think it runs in the fixed-wing side as well but I know for sure it’s affecting the helicopter side. My own family is proof of that. Almost all my in-laws have worked around helicopters and chainsaws at one point or another and none of them hear well. You should hear the sound level at those family gatherings!
It’s along the lines of …
“It’s windy today!”
“What? No! It’s Thursday!”
“So am I! Let’s have a beer!”
I am also starting to feel the effects even though I am much more careful around helicopters the older I get. I am spending way more money on better headsets and helmets now that I used to. It’s worth it! Unfortunately it doesn’t undo the damage you do as a young buck not listening (even though the hearing was better then) what to old aviators are telling you …
Oh my goodness! Has hell frozen over? Are pigs a’flying? Does the sun rise in the West? It seems that Chuck finally meets with sweet success … and handles it accordingly.
According to Alasdair, our reader who wrote us with this idea, this really happened, albeit at a supermarket checkout instead of a bar. Too bad that there are no epaulets for comic artists! Or maybe I should start this fashion trend? One stripe for each comic strip that’s being published, and medals for special achievements, such as unpaid bills. I’d soon look like a third world dictator!
I love how nothing ever gets Chuck down. No matter how hard he gets shot down, rejected, or beat up, he always starts every day with a great outlook on life. He really believes in himself, doesn’t he?! 😉
This strip also shows how being a pilot is more than just a job. It’s a lifestyle. Most jobs in aviation are like that and it makes the people you meet in this business so interesting.
But do you see what Chuck is doing wrong again? Besides being an overbearing personality, he also hasn’t noticed the girl isn’t drinking beer …