The week later, I
entered the comp and won! Can you believe it? Me, the winner with my small
paper plane. The more experienced 'teams' weren't impressed! Did they know I
was a 'Skunk'? Working for Kelly Johnson's world famous Skunk Works. I bet they
did.
***
One week after that,
I was called into the boss' office. Why? Had I screwed up my job? Had a jet
crashed? No, I'm too good. Why then? Did I talk when pissed when I was in bed
with Sally? The hot bar girl I met. You should have seen her legs. Went on
forever! No. The boss read me like a plane book!
"Relax son. I've
a job for you, if you want it. You know how we work here. Hush hush. I heard
about your paper plane win. Well done. Listen... build us a plane. The coolest
plane ever built. You up for it?"
I nodded.
"Build us a
Blackbird replacement. She needs replacing."
"Wow!" I
exclaimed. "I'll do it."
"It needs to be
twice as fast, fly twice as far unrefueled and twenty five percent higher. We've
got a new engine design team. They're good. They made an engine. We call it the
'Donut'. You'll see why when we test it. It's new..."
I drank my coffee
that my boss' secretary gave me. It was good. You should try it. I looked at
the desktop plane models of his: U-2, SR-71, F-104, C-130 and the other secret
ones. Wow! Wish I could tell my mum.
She's gone. A nasty bout of cancer last year. Things aren't the same now...
"Glad you're on
the team."
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