I have such sympathetic friends

Very early on in my training I distinctly remember getting a voicemail from Bob with regard to our next lesson.  At this point I was still under the delusion that I was just going to take a few lessons

I remember it very well because I was out walking with a friend from work at the time. The basic jist of the conversation was, “HI WMAP, Plane’s booked at this time, so I’ll see you half an hour before for our briefing. You might want to have a look at the slow flight lesson in the flight training manual, Oh and maybe lesson 12 as well” <oh so casually said>.

I went white(er than usual). Friend obviously noticed something was up and made the appropriate enquiries. I explained that Lesson 12 was the dreaded “Stalls”. Once she was happy in her mind what I was talking about (illustrated by said friend making an airplane shape with her hand and imitating it hurtling down nose first). She proceeded to make the following observation

“Oh, Well you’re probably going to die then” and continued walking.