In the way back machine. I was setting in a bar after a coed softball game with a beautiful blonde. This bar was close to an airforce base and a group of F16 National Guard pilots where in there too. One came over and introduced himself to my friend with 'I'm a F16 instructor pilot'. First hand I knew that this girl was quite good, but merciful, at fending off unwanted advances. This time, however, I piped up first "So, I'm a student glider pilot." She started laughing so hard and long that the self-anointed sky god just wondered off looking as sheepish as you can in a green jumpsuit.