From Fred Pack:
During Nam, when a lot of us "volunteered" to do the MATS flight, we went into Elmendorf to pick up a load of people. I am the Second Officer at the time. I am alone in the cockpit, fueling our bird.
Into the cockpit bursts an Air force nugget, clipboard, and armband proclaiming that he is the MATS Duty Officer. "Let me have the crew list!"
"Who is the Captain "...so and so
"Who is the copilot" ... so and so
"Who is the flight Engineer" .. We don't have one. We have a Second Officer.
"Are you the Captain?"...No
"Are you the copilot?" ..Not right now.
"Who in the hell are you mister?"
My name is Fred Pack and I am the Second Officer.
"Damn smart ass civilians!"
ME: "Second Lt xxxxx, I am the Second Officer, a qualified pilot, and a Major in the United States Marine Corps. Get the f*** off my airplane.
POOF, gone in a puff of smoke....
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