CAK
Posted @ 1:39 p.m. on 2008-02-01

Today was the day that I decided to get off my ass and do the fucking paperwork for my possible job. Let me tell you that it is a process that would piss off the Pope!

There are so many release of personal information forms that had to be signed. Then, oh get this shit, I had to go to a web page and go through the gauntlet of stupid repetitive questions that the government asks for a security clearance. You would figure that the first question, besides name and address, would be if you already had a security clearance and when did you have it. After that they could just look up your last security clearance info and make it soo much simpler.

So after about two hours of "where did your aunt's dog's third flea's cousin come from and did he/she have dual citizenship?" kind of crap I finally finished. I was really fucking frustrated.

Then I started signing all the forms that I had to fill out to fax in. I had just finished putting them in order when the phone rang.

While we, my family and I, are staying at my in-laws I don't answer the phone because it rarely is for me. But as you guessed this time it was for me. It was one of the FAA Regional Human Resource Managers. She made mention to me that there were a few more options available to me.

THANK YOU LORD!

She said that she knew that I had been offered Patomac TRACON but that I also was being offered Ypslanni (if thats how its fucking spelled) and the Akron-Canton Airport. Appropriatly named CAK (pronounced Kaahk) and that if I wanted one of them then I needed to decide now.

CAK is about 10 minutes down the road from where I am now. So I chose CAK (but I prefer pussy). I couldn't believe that it happened like that. All I can say is thank you Lord.

PS. Smash, I sent you an email because I didn't get your tele number. Batmaniac@rock.com