An airshow is being held this weekend at an airport about 5 miles from where I work. As such, I’ve been hearing jets scream by overhead for the past two days.
At first, it was pretty cool. Especially yesterday when I went for a walk at lunch and could seem them scream by overhead in the bright, blue sky.
But man, it’s getting old.
I’m sitting in my office, trying to concentrate, and for the past 15 minutes, I keep hearing an unworldly scream as one of the jets is doing some kind of maneuver. I was caught off guard by one, and jumped a bit.
Actually, I’m jealous. Damn! I admit it. I’d love to be able to attend that show tomorrow.
I really wish this building had a balcony so I could hang out after work and watch the practice flights.
Talk about freak’n cool!