A photographer for a national
magazine
was assigned to get photos of a great forest fire. Smoke at
the
scene was too thick to get any good shots, so he frantically called
his
home office to hire a plane.
„It will be waiting for you at the
airport!“ he was assured by his
editor. As soon as he got to the small,
rural airport, sure enough, a
plane was warming up near the runway.
He jumped in with his equipment and
yelled, „Let’s go! Let’s go!“
The pilot swung the plane into the
wind and soon they were in the
air.
„Fly over the north side of the fire,“ said the
photographer, „and
make three or four low level passes.“
„Why?“ asked the
pilot.
„Because I’m going to take pictures! I’m a photographer, and
photographers take pictures!“ said the photographer with great
exasperation.
After a long pause the pilot said, „You mean you’re not
the
instructor?“
