Always happy to see a "Happy Copilot"
There is an old song from the early 1950s (maybe even earlier).
It is sung to the tune of "Sweet Betsy From Pike"
Goes like this:
Oh, I'm the Copilot; I sit on the right.
I'm quick and courageous; I'm wonderfully bright.
My job is remembering what the Captain forgets,
and I never talk back, so I have no regrets.
Refrain:
I'm a LOUSY Copilot
And a long way from home.
I make out the Flightplan and study the weather,
Pull up the gear; drop it; and stand by to "feather."
I make out his mail forms; I hire his whores;
And I fly his old crate to the sound of his snores.
Refrain
I make out the flightplan according to Hoyle;
I take all the readings; I check on the oil;
I hustle him out for the "Midnight Alarm";
I fly through the fog while he sleeps on my arm.
Refrain
I treat him to coffee, I keep him in cokes;
I laugh at his corn and and his horrible jokes.
And once in a while when his landings are rusty,
I come through with "Yes Siree, Captain it's gusty."
Refrain
All in all I'm commissioned a general stooge;
I sit on the right of this high flying scrooge;
Someday I'll make Captain and then I'll be blessed,
I'll give my poor voice one long hell of a rest.
Refrain
I am sure he will not need "companionship" or his mail forms (oh, maybe stop mail) but I am sure you are required to do some of the "other stuff."
Enjoy, Lou
to the forums 
Linear Mode
