I'm not a pilot however...
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I'm not a pilot however...
Why do the guy's I work with automatically assume when they hear a woman pilot that she would be hot?
However everytime I get some hot shot coming onto my freq. he starts to get all rrrrrrrolling with his transmissions?
What gives? Just talk normal.
However everytime I get some hot shot coming onto my freq. he starts to get all rrrrrrrolling with his transmissions?
What gives? Just talk normal.
The Scorpion and the Frog
One day, a scorpion looked around at the mountain where he lived and decided that he wanted a change. So he set out on a journey through the forests and hills. He climbed over rocks and under vines and kept going until he reached a river.
The river was wide and swift, and the scorpion stopped to reconsider the situation. He couldn't see any way across. So he ran upriver and then checked downriver, all the while thinking that he might have to turn back.
Suddenly, he saw a frog sitting in the rushes by the bank of the stream on the other side of the river. He decided to ask the frog for help getting across the stream.
"Hellooo Mr. Frog!" called the scorpion across the water, "Would you be so kind as to give me a ride on your back across the river?"
"Well now, Mr. Scorpion! How do I know that if I try to help you, you wont try to kill me?" asked the frog hesitantly.
"Because," the scorpion replied, "If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you see I cannot swim!"
So the frog agreed to take the scorpion across the river. He swam over to the bank and settled himself near the mud to pick up his passenger. The scorpion crawled onto the frog's back, his sharp claws prickling into the frog's soft hide.
Halfway across the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog's back. A deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs.
"You fool!" croaked the frog, "Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you do that?"
The scorpion shrugged, and did a little jig on the drownings frog's back.
"I could not help myself. It is my nature."
In other words, we cant help ourselves....and damn it, you are hot!!
One day, a scorpion looked around at the mountain where he lived and decided that he wanted a change. So he set out on a journey through the forests and hills. He climbed over rocks and under vines and kept going until he reached a river.
The river was wide and swift, and the scorpion stopped to reconsider the situation. He couldn't see any way across. So he ran upriver and then checked downriver, all the while thinking that he might have to turn back.
Suddenly, he saw a frog sitting in the rushes by the bank of the stream on the other side of the river. He decided to ask the frog for help getting across the stream.
"Hellooo Mr. Frog!" called the scorpion across the water, "Would you be so kind as to give me a ride on your back across the river?"
"Well now, Mr. Scorpion! How do I know that if I try to help you, you wont try to kill me?" asked the frog hesitantly.
"Because," the scorpion replied, "If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you see I cannot swim!"
So the frog agreed to take the scorpion across the river. He swam over to the bank and settled himself near the mud to pick up his passenger. The scorpion crawled onto the frog's back, his sharp claws prickling into the frog's soft hide.
Halfway across the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog's back. A deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs.
"You fool!" croaked the frog, "Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you do that?"
The scorpion shrugged, and did a little jig on the drownings frog's back.
"I could not help myself. It is my nature."
In other words, we cant help ourselves....and damn it, you are hot!!
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There is a theory I heard once called the Theory of Voice Relativity. It contends that how a person sounds on the radio is inversely proportional to how they look. I can't say it applies every time, but in my meager experience it has proven to be true more often than not.
I'm a transportation engineer, specializing in the high speed delivery of flush riveted aluminum.
I can't believe that I'm writing this story, as I can't believe that I actually did this: A few months ago we were working in Southern California doing some mapping work. Due to the nature of the work, we are in the way when operating around LA in the daytime, so we're pretty much relegated to the late night hours. One night we were back and forth in the vicinity of Palm Springs, and we remained on this one female controller's frequency. Every time I needed to talk to her I'd practice my best Barry White voice out loud before actually clicking the mike. There was very little talking in the airplane, as we were all rather captivated by her sultry voice as she efficiently moved traffic around the busy sky. It seemed that we weren't alone, as everyone was sooo nice to her on the radio. The next night we passed through her sector, and it dawned on me... I'll call up LA Center on the SatFone behind me, and I'll ask to talk to her!
The guy at the help desk aswered, and I advised him I was a pilot on N###@@, airborne, and that I just passed over *** VOR on Center frequency 12#.# and that I'd like to speak with the young lady who was controlling us. He inquired as to what the problem was, and I made it clear that there was no problem, and in fact it was on the contrary. He passed me through to the boss of that area who basically told me that if I couldn't talk to her, but that I could leave a message. So I gave him a little background on the situation, and that we'd been in the area for a while, and it was time that I took that controller out for dinner! Additionally, I made mention of the fact that I've been rated a svelte 8.8 on hotornot.com, and requested that he pass that little golden nugget of info to her as well. He laughed, took down my number, and told me he'd give her the message.
At this point I figured that if my scheme worked out, and I successfully picked up a female air traffic controller while airborne, that I may prove everyone wrong who thinks this is impossible, and become the "King of the Skies" (as if I'm not already
). So I eagerly waited by the phone for the next couple of days. She never called. Naturally, I assumed that she was probably not nearly as beautiful as she sounded, and was far too bashful to court a rugged young co-pilot as cool as me, and was obviously doing me a favour. Thanks, you well voiced, efficient & big-boned controller!
So why are we attracted to the voice? I'm not sure. Perhaps we subconciously figure that the control and efficiency in command will translate well in the bedroom! Who knows? Just a thought.
Shankdown
ps. By the way, Tower Dudette... What are you up to tonight? Hit me with a pm and we'll take it from there
Edited to hit on another female controller.
The guy at the help desk aswered, and I advised him I was a pilot on N###@@, airborne, and that I just passed over *** VOR on Center frequency 12#.# and that I'd like to speak with the young lady who was controlling us. He inquired as to what the problem was, and I made it clear that there was no problem, and in fact it was on the contrary. He passed me through to the boss of that area who basically told me that if I couldn't talk to her, but that I could leave a message. So I gave him a little background on the situation, and that we'd been in the area for a while, and it was time that I took that controller out for dinner! Additionally, I made mention of the fact that I've been rated a svelte 8.8 on hotornot.com, and requested that he pass that little golden nugget of info to her as well. He laughed, took down my number, and told me he'd give her the message.
At this point I figured that if my scheme worked out, and I successfully picked up a female air traffic controller while airborne, that I may prove everyone wrong who thinks this is impossible, and become the "King of the Skies" (as if I'm not already

So why are we attracted to the voice? I'm not sure. Perhaps we subconciously figure that the control and efficiency in command will translate well in the bedroom! Who knows? Just a thought.
Shankdown

ps. By the way, Tower Dudette... What are you up to tonight? Hit me with a pm and we'll take it from there

Edited to hit on another female controller.
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Ayyyy yycflyguy, te recuerdas de la voz de la controladora en "Panama Control" . . . . y como todos nosotros nos pusimos de babosos?

No se si ella era "hot", pero escuchar su voz si me hizo caliente!!!

No se si ella era "hot", pero escuchar su voz si me hizo caliente!!!

“If it moves, tax it. If it keeps moving, regulate it. If it stops moving, subsidize it.”
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It's easy: men are horny all the time. Men will happily have sex with someone they don't know. Men will have sex with someone they don't like. Don't moralize it, it's just our job. We've been bred over the last billion years for these characteristics.
Contrast that with most north american women, who's sex drive has been permanently killed by the birth control pill (I am not making this up) and think that sex once every six months is "adequate" and once a month is "plenty". And think that a loving relationship is a prerequisite for sex
The end result of the above is a bunch of sexually-frustrated guys.
It amazes me sometimes how badly women understand men. I don't understand why. Men are quite simple. Honest. Any woman can easily deal with a man if she remembers two things:
1) men are stupid, and
2) men are pigs
Any man can be instantaneously yours if you show up naked with a smile and a 12-pack of beer.
Q.E.D.
Contrast that with most north american women, who's sex drive has been permanently killed by the birth control pill (I am not making this up) and think that sex once every six months is "adequate" and once a month is "plenty". And think that a loving relationship is a prerequisite for sex

The end result of the above is a bunch of sexually-frustrated guys.
It amazes me sometimes how badly women understand men. I don't understand why. Men are quite simple. Honest. Any woman can easily deal with a man if she remembers two things:
1) men are stupid, and
2) men are pigs
Any man can be instantaneously yours if you show up naked with a smile and a 12-pack of beer.
Q.E.D.
hz2p,
You hit the nail on the head when you said "north american women".
It is so different in other parts of the world where men sometimes have to say "not tonight" to girl friends or total strangers. You see these womem enjoy sex just as much as men do, and are not to picky on the men...
Life is good....
You hit the nail on the head when you said "north american women".
It is so different in other parts of the world where men sometimes have to say "not tonight" to girl friends or total strangers. You see these womem enjoy sex just as much as men do, and are not to picky on the men...
Life is good....
Success in life is when the cognac that you drink is older than the women you drink it with.
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I was expecting a cute, romantic ending. Instead an all too common story except you displayed some class & spent $2.56 US to use the SAT phone while still in flight, that in the end it was most likely charged to the company and no cost to you. Most stalkers would not even bother.shankdown wrote:I can't believe that I'm writing this story, as I can't believe that I actually did this: A few months ago we were working in Southern California doing some mapping work. Due to the nature of the work, we are in the way when operating around LA in the daytime, so we're pretty much relegated to the late night hours. One night we were back and forth in the vicinity of Palm Springs, and we remained on this one female controller's frequency. Every time I needed to talk to her I'd practice my best Barry White voice out loud before actually clicking the mike. There was very little talking in the airplane, as we were all rather captivated by her sultry voice as she efficiently moved traffic around the busy sky. It seemed that we weren't alone, as everyone was sooo nice to her on the radio. The next night we passed through her sector, and it dawned on me... I'll call up LA Center on the SatFone behind me, and I'll ask to talk to her!
The guy at the help desk aswered, and I advised him I was a pilot on N###@@, airborne, and that I just passed over *** VOR on Center frequency 12#.# and that I'd like to speak with the young lady who was controlling us. He inquired as to what the problem was, and I made it clear that there was no problem, and in fact it was on the contrary. He passed me through to the boss of that area who basically told me that if I couldn't talk to her, but that I could leave a message. So I gave him a little background on the situation, and that we'd been in the area for a while, and it was time that I took that controller out for dinner! Additionally, I made mention of the fact that I've been rated a svelte 8.8 on hotornot.com, and requested that he pass that little golden nugget of info to her as well. He laughed, took down my number, and told me he'd give her the message.
At this point I figured that if my scheme worked out, and I successfully picked up a female air traffic controller while airborne, that I may prove everyone wrong who thinks this is impossible, and become the "King of the Skies" (as if I'm not already). So I eagerly waited by the phone for the next couple of days. She never called. Naturally, I assumed that she was probably not nearly as beautiful as she sounded, and was far too bashful to court a rugged young co-pilot as cool as me, and was obviously doing me a favour. Thanks, you well voiced, efficient & big-boned controller!
So why are we attracted to the voice? I'm not sure. Perhaps we subconciously figure that the control and efficiency in command will translate well in the bedroom! Who knows? Just a thought.
Shankdown
ps. By the way, Tower Dudette... What are you up to tonight? Hit me with a pm and we'll take it from there
Edited to hit on another female controller.
Methinks most male pilots would love nothing better than to be "controlled" by a woman used to doing the "controlling"? A strong dominating ATC type who would make them do "touch and goes" for hours, then put them in a "holding pattern" with an "expect further" time after a couple of martinis, before being cleared for a "back course" approach?
"Cleared to intercourse the localsector and go down on the Mary, cleared for the visual straight in backcourse approach. In the event of a missed approach, you are cleared back to the Mary, to hold and await further instructions from ATC!"
"Cleared to intercourse the localsector and go down on the Mary, cleared for the visual straight in backcourse approach. In the event of a missed approach, you are cleared back to the Mary, to hold and await further instructions from ATC!"
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You are entering restricted airspace. From your present heading-turn 180 degrees.Doc wrote:Methinks most male pilots would love nothing better than to be "controlled" by a woman used to doing the "controlling"? A strong dominating ATC type who would make them do "touch and goes" for hours, then put them in a "holding pattern" with an "expect further" time after a couple of martinis, before being cleared for a "back course" approach?
"Cleared to intercourse the localsector and go down on the Mary, cleared for the visual straight in backcourse approach. In the event of a missed approach, you are cleared back to the Mary, to hold and await further instructions from ATC!"
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