And it's fair to note that your sorry sort would do well to seek out not "some" but rather a good amount of therapy to help rid yourselves of your perpetually infantile "righteousness" in feebly attempting (and largely failing) to usurp the actually worked-for and thus EARNED years of seniority of others, because of some absurdly over-inflated imaginings of self "worth"...not to mention the whole Fantasyland "Army" of supposedly "Spartan" nitwits your childish delusions brought forth in PHX.
No matter now, since you unbelievably uppity brats pretty much got your arses wholly handed back to you on a platter.
Per your pathetic punk "sympathy" for any of us soon to be retired from airline flying, well know that we experienced the airline world long before it turned to the almost total crap it has in recent years, and enjoyed a lifestyle you can't even imagine son, nor will likely ever see. Given your sorry sorts in recent times infecting even the social benefits of it like a virus makes it all the easier to bid it all a fond adieu, with loving memories of long ago that you will never have, nor could even understand, so it's all good.
I'd strongly suggest that instead of remaining a pretentious fool, bragging in predictably teen-aged fashion how you're going to get drunk with your "girl" that you focus instead on becoming a sane and useful coworker none would have misgivings about in the cockpit....period.
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