I don't hate the F/O mentioned in the previous post anymore.
That night, after I wrote the post, the captain of this trip came in the computer room and we chatted. He talked me down. He said I had been shit on, and that it was really low what happened. For some reason I felt better hearing this from him, someone who had nothing to do with it, than from the other 20 pilots who said the same thing. Another thing that calmed me down is the fact that the F/O who was involved lives in New Orleans. What he is going through, it just puts a stupid incident in perspective.
It's been a weird trip. The captian either has a thing for me or a thing against me; I have gone from DESPISING the F/O to feeling for him; and I have drank THREE TIMES this week! (long overnights + peer pressure = drinking too much) I also have eaten a lot of bad food.
I am going to be glad to get home, I am going to have 4 days off and then I will start my new schedule. All September I will work the last flight of the night and the first flight of the day, so I can bike to and from work :) When I bike regularly I am the happiest person in the world : )
mood: not bad