| jane ( @ 2008-06-16 19:43:00 |
| Entry tags: | atc, pranks, training |
boys' club
My first day at ATC training began, after a short introduction by our trainer, with a brief quiz that nonetheless managed to have us all scared shitless that we'd chosen the wrong career path. I couldn't even answer half the questions at all... they sounded only vaguely familiar.
We spent a good forty-five minutes in collective fear before our "teacher" broke character, some other folks filed in, and we learned that we'd just been punked by the training class ahead of us, and hey, welcome!
Even the real instructors, once introduced, said "If anyone asks, we showed you org charts", and then spent the rest of the morning one-upping each other with stories from The Good Old Days of air traffic control.
My first day at ATC training ended with the other class taking us all out for drinks, marking what I'm pretty sure was the first occasion I've ever been tipsy at 2pm on a Monday.
So no, it's not going to be easy.
But it looks like it's going to be a lot of fun.