Short Final

Heard this exchange on the radio a few (many) years ago. … Cessna 123: “Center, Cessna 123 with you at angels eight five.” … ATC: “Cessna 123, traffic 2 o’clock, four miles, eastbound. Say altitude.” … Cessna 123: “No joy. Angels eight five. Looking.” … ATC: “Cessna 123, say altitude.” … Cessna 123: “Angels eight five.” … ATC: “Cessna 123, we’re not making a war movie here. Say your altitude.” … Cessna 123: “Eight thousand five hundred.” … Made me want to find his instructor and slap him for creating another “dweeb” on the radio. — M. Whitcomb

Heard this exchange on the radio a few (many) years ago.

Cessna 123:
"Center, Cessna 123 with you at angels eight five."

ATC:
"Cessna 123, traffic 2 o'clock, four miles, eastbound. Say altitude."

Cessna 123:
"No joy. Angels eight five. Looking."

ATC:
"Cessna 123, say altitude."

Cessna 123:
"Angels eight five."

ATC:
"Cessna 123, we're not making a war movie here. Say your altitude."

Cessna 123:
"Eight thousand five hundred."

Made me want to find his instructor and slap him for creating another "dweeb" on the radio.


M. Whitcomb