I have been eating at local diner quiet frequently lately and have had a few sociable conversations with the manager. Tonight I worked a little late and went straight to the diner instead of going home and changing. I figured I could just take off my hat and keep my jacket on and no one would be the wiser. The manager sat at my table and we were having a nice extended sociable conversation when she all of a sudden reached over the table and opened my jacket up a bit more. With a very sincere and apologetic tone let me know how sorry she was because I worked for Northwest. :lol: It turns out that she was a Ramper there and had quit towards the end of last year. She had a dozen stories to tell before she got around to asking me how long I had worked for them. I casually told her since Sept. 19th. With a perplexed look she asks "You just started with them?" I say "yeesss". You could see the light bulb light up. :lol: She whispers "YOU'RE a SCAB" :up: I say "yeesss I am." We had a good time and a bunch of laughs with all the events at NWA. I really do enjoy hearing stories from people that were viewing this whole ordeal from a different angle than myself. BTW her faith in unions was shot to hell when she had to do the pushbacks.