Friday, March 7, 2008
Blonde Moment Number 1 or was it 3?
So I had my second solo flight- one passenger to cali for 2 days, no problem right. Expect he drinks sanka and not only do I not drink coffee or know anything about it but the way everyone kept saying "sanka" it seemed like it was just completely different. So when we land in TEB I'm a tad stressed making sure I've done everything on my prep list and as I'm getting ice, newspapers, and coffee I completely forget the dreaded sanka. Then my PIC says maybe you should have made a whole pot of the sanka. Good idea I think so off to the FBO to brew myself some Sanka. No directions on how to make a pot of the stuff, so I ask a very professional looking gentleman how much he would put in the filter. He looked at me as though suddenly I had grown a second head and then said nicely (read this girl can't possibly be serious! what company got stuck with this twit?) "you know the big spoons, not the regular ones but the big tablespoons?" Me: Yes (said as sweetly as I can because I'm not completely retarded but I still need to hear the rest of the answer) Man: Well I'd use at least 2 of those, make sure the bottom of the filter is completely covered. Ok well after a little trial and error (industrial type coffee maker) I get the pot of coffee made and head back to the plane. When I get there I ask the other pilot if he knows what the stuff should look, smell, taste like cuz I have no idea and he goes "weeeellll I'd probably just make it a cup at a time when he asks for it. Its instant right?" Someone please shoot me! I take back my previously stated assumption that I'm not a retard! Anyway all and all the trip went rather well, though my principal seems rather eager to get a massage in flight...we'll have to see.
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