A meeting came up last minute that I had to attend in Orlando on a Tuesday morning. The problem was that I needed to meet clients that were flying in and would be at my office on Tuesday afternoon. The owners of the company thought it imperative I attend both meetings so I was instructed to take one of the company jets. Nice. At the time, I was living in a small community southeast of New Orleans. The hangar was about a five-minute drive from my house which was much better than the 90 minute drive to the Louis Armstrong New Orleans International Airport. We were expected to be “wheels up” at 9.30am. I was about to leave my house at about 9am (I didn’t want to be late for my first private jet ride) when the pilot called my mobile phone and asked if it would be OK with me if we moved up the departure due to weather. I told him I’d be there in five minutes.

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When arriving at the hangar, someone greeted me at my car, opened my door, grabbed my briefcase and escorted me to the Citation X. The pilot and flight attendant were waiting for me at the door to greet me while the co-pilot did preflight checks. We chatted for a minute about flight route and arrival times but I was too excited to check out the jet to pay attention. We were in the air by 9.15am.

Once we got to cruising altitude, the flight attendant informed me that the owners told her that I enjoyed scotch so she stocked up on a few different bottles and asked which I preferred. I settled on the Glenlivet 18 year. And it was good. As I was finishing my first drink, we were getting ready to land in a small private field in Orlando. Already? That was quick. We landed and a driver was waiting on the tarmac. I stepped off the plane and into the car that was provided by the airport. I began to give him the address of my meeting but he politely informed me that all necessary information had already been given to him.

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The meeting finished and I made my way (via chauffeur) back to the airport. The pilot asked me if I was hungry. I was. He informed me that the owner said if I would like to have lunch, to try sushi blue in Tampa. Why not. We flew to Tampa in no time. I got the same rock star treatment and had an excellent lunch. I got back to the plane and we were off again.

We arrived home and I said my thanks and goodbyes and realised I still had a little time before my next meeting. So I went to pick my son up from school so he didn’t have to take the bus and brought him home. I walked in the door at 2.30pm. My wife looked at me sideways and asked why I never told her that my Orlando trip was cancelled. I told her it wasn’t. She asked if it had been pushed back. Nope. I went to Orlando, I told her, we had the meeting, I went to have lunch in Tampa, and now I’m back. She was dumbfounded.

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Since then I’ve flown in the company jets a number of times but I still get excited every time like a kid on Christmas morning.

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