
Originally Posted by
jrandom
I used to pass the time fantasising about riding motorcycles...
I got into watching Robotech when I was about 6 - so I was fantasising about flying fighter jets...
After I finished high school I went and did the tests (tests for a whole week with no letup) for the pilot training at the Royal Danish Airforce.They usually only select the 60 best candidates between the people who passed the tests in the last year - and only about 5-10% of the people who go to the tests pass them. I was the only one to pass out of a bunch of 11 hopeful young men who went to do the test. A lot of them were talking themselves up big time and said stuff life "I'm feeling sorry for the other guys that they're going to waste a week on these tests since I'll be the only one to pass." 
Personally I didn't even know if I wanted to be a fighter pilot - but had decided to find out if it was indeed an option for me to consider at all (no reason to get yourself onto a track of thinking "This is the ONLY thing that I want!" if it's not an option).
Anyway, I passed the tests and got a letter inside a week that they would like me to start the following summer.
However, in the mean time I went and served my public duty at the civil defense force and decided that I treasured my personal freedom too much to go for a military career. Funny thing that - if I had gone for it I could probably have been flying F-16s for well over 2 years by now.
9g gotta be something eh. Guess I'll never know - gotta work on getting my knee down instead. With a military career I certainly wouldn't have found my way to NZ.
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