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MY FRIEND BOB, a National Guard navigator, worked with a pilot who had the maddening habit of leaving his half-empty coffee cup on Bob's charting table. One day, Bob had had enough. "Forty-five degrees to the left, sir," he called to the pilot.
"Okay," replied the pilot.
"Forty-five degrees to the right, sir."
The puzzled pilot complied. Bob called, "Sir, 45 degrees to the right, two minutes, then resume original heading."
"What in hell are we circumnavigating?" the pilot shouted.
"Your coffee cup, sir."
The offending cup never appeared on the chart again.
--Contributed to "Humor In Uniform" by Betty W. McNabb
Provided Courtesy of Reader's Digest.
"Okay," replied the pilot.
"Forty-five degrees to the right, sir."
The puzzled pilot complied. Bob called, "Sir, 45 degrees to the right, two minutes, then resume original heading."
"What in hell are we circumnavigating?" the pilot shouted.
"Your coffee cup, sir."
The offending cup never appeared on the chart again.
--Contributed to "Humor In Uniform" by Betty W. McNabb
Provided Courtesy of Reader's Digest.
