Careful what you say

---So I was working EA's D-side one day and there wasn't a whole lot going on, but there was enough traffic to keep me there. Anyway, EA drops his pencil, looks down, bends over to get it muttering "Well shit" while he does so.

What he doesn't know is that the microphone trigger that he's got clipped to his waistband was just depressed by his belly when he bent over.

He straightens up, and an aircraft broadcasts over the frequency "I hope that wasn't for us Center."

---I'm working at the Toledo sector and CC is working to my right at the Lansing sector. I figure he's got a pilot that's not paying attention which is really bad. But he's not busy, evidently, cause he starts knocking on the scope saying "Hello, McFly." Anyway, I look over at him, and I see behind him one of the supervisors with a bunch of middle aged ladies on a tour of the place. Cracks me up.

So I'm laughing really hard and CC is looking at me like I'm mental cause what he's doing isn't all that funny. He goes with it though and continues to knock on his scope and say "Hello, McFly" until it occurs to him to look around.

Didn't take him long to see why I thought what he was doing so funny. There they all stood watching him. Really made an impression on them, I'm sure.

---We had this one guy there that had RW as his operating initials. Always knew where you stood with RW. I'm pretty sure he didn't like anybody.

Anyway, there was weather that day, and we all get verbal when there's weather. By that, I mean we tend to swear. A lot.

So RW works a fairly ugly session at the Peck sector (Chicago O'Hare arrivals mainly). He gets done, takes a look around the control room and without missing a beat says "Who let those fucking nuns in here?"

Yup. There were nuns in the control room. Another tour group that got to see a controller at his finest.

---Last one, for today anyway, DR was working the Jackson sector which happened to be right next to the supervisors desk. He's working the Detroit Metro departures out, when the phone rings behind him and the supervisor answers.

One of the other controllers was on the phone trying to get the night off, but he wasn't going to get it.

An aircraft on DR's frequency asks for direct Green Bay, DR keys up to answer him just as the supervisor fairly shouts into the phone "Not only no, but hell no!"

The aircraft says "Roger".