Std Deviation

Well shoot, I forgot to do that last night after the 6:30 transcon that landed on the west coast at 330a JFK time. Maybe the four other crew members headed up the jetway to the hotel van distracted me? Should I do an ASAP?

Raptor01

Or help with the walk around? Nope!
Whenever they offer me gloves when working the flight I turn it around and tell them that I'll clean if they do my walk around inspections.
Disclaimer....this hasn't been an issue for a few years now. I think the fa's are getting used to pilots not cleaning

benzoate

It is my aircraft as per the FAR's and there is no requirement to clean. The CBB spells out exactly what you are required to do. We are not in a service job. Clean if you will but it will be embarrassing.

say again

There's nothing worse (other than blue glove donning pilots) than having the entire cleaning staff bombarding the plane before the 1st passenger is even off. It's quite embarrassing. Can't even take a **** without 3 people knocking on the door. Let the people off without having to dance around cleaners/FA's or a vacuum blowing in their faces They're so worried about on-time performance that they don't see the real problem is the amount of time they give between turns.

Softpayman

For most of us it hasn't been an issue for years. For a select few, their trip revolves around the decisive moment when *they think* the FA's are going to give them a stink eye.

hyperboy

I don't think I am better than everyone one else and I do my job. I also choose to HELP when I can. I'm a team player. I did way worse jobs in the Navy so not sure what is beneath me. I also don't worry about who helps and who does not......Why does everyone care so much. Let's worry about real things that will affect our JetBlue Careers and our contract....like volunteering for a ALPA committee it seems as though plenty on this board have plenty of extra time....

Here is perspective.....

Making the rounds this Independence Day is a piece from a few years back titled “A Janitor’s Ten Lessons in Leadership” by James Moschgat, a retired Air Force colonel.
William “Bill” Crawford certainly was an unimpressive figure, one you could easily overlook during a hectic day at the U.S. Air Force Academy. Mr. Crawford, as most of us referred to him back in the late 1970s, was our squadron janitor.
While we cadets busied ourselves preparing for academic exams, athletic events, Saturday morning parades and room inspections, or never-ending leadership classes, Bill quietly moved about the squadron mopping and buffing floors, emptying trash cans, cleaning toilets, or just tidying up the mess 100 college-age kids can leave in a dormitory.
Sadly, and for many years, few of us gave him much notice, rendering little more than a passing nod or throwing a curt, “G’morning!” in his direction as we hurried off to our daily duties.
[…]
That changed one fall Saturday afternoon in 1976. I was reading a book about World War II and the tough Allied ground campaign in Italy, when I stumbled across an incredible story. On Sept. 13, 1943, a Private William Crawford from Colorado, assigned to the 36th Infantry Division, had been involved in some bloody fighting on Hill 424 near Altavilla, Italy.
The words on the page leapt out at me: “in the face of intense and overwhelming hostile fire … with no regard for personal safety … on his own initiative, Private Crawford single-handedly attacked fortified enemy positions.” It continued, “for conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at risk of life above and beyond the call of duty, the President of the United States …”
“Holy cow,” I said to my roommate, “you’re not going to believe this, but I think our janitor is a Medal of Honor winner.” We all knew Mr. Crawford was a WWII Army vet, but that didn’t keep my friend from looking at me as if I was some sort of alien being. Nonetheless, we couldn’t wait to ask Bill about the story on Monday.
We met Mr. Crawford bright and early Monday and showed him the page in question from the book, anticipation and doubt on our faces. He starred at it for a few silent moments and then quietly uttered something like, “Yep, that’s me.” Mouths agape, my roommate and I looked at one another, then at the book, and quickly back at our janitor. Almost at once we both stuttered, “Why didn’t you ever tell us about it?” He slowly replied after some thought, “That was one day in my life and it happened a long time ago.” I guess we were all at a loss for words after that. We had to hurry off to class and Bill, well, he had chores to attend to.
Reflecting back on this experience decades later, Moschgat distilled, as you might have guessed, ten leadership lessons. Among them: be cautious of labels, everyone deserves respect, and no job is beneath a leader.
Doing a bit more “research” on Crawford, I found that there was a little more to the story. First off, he wasn’t simply extraordinarily brave for “one day . . . a long time ago.” Aside from having been a Golden Gloves champion before the war, his military exploits didn’t end that day:
After the battle, Crawford later was captured by the Germans and was presumed dead. In 1945, the Medal of Honor was presented to his father, but later that year, Crawford was found alive when a group of soldiers were rescued from German control. Crawford re-enlisted in 1947 and retired in ’67 as a master sergeant.
So, not only was he a hero for reasons on his Medal of Honor citation but he went on to endure eighteen months as a prisoner of war and then went on to serve out a full career as a non-commissioned officer. That makes his humility, less than a decade after hanging up the uniform, all the more remarkable.
Additionally, it seems that Moschgat’s cohort at USAFA wasn’t the last to recognize MSG Crawford’s contributions.
Years later, in 1984, the commencement speaker at the Academy was President Ronald Reagan. Looking over the sea of young faces that represented the very best our nation has to offer, he said: “America’s men and women of today have made us a great nation.” And then the president turned his attention to the past, calling forward a 66-year-old janitor crisply dressed in a uniform that still fit his trim frame. Forty years after his heroism at Altavilla, Italy and 17 years after his retirement from a military career, the president hung the Medal of Honor around the janitor’s neck.
The cadets themselves, had decided proper recognition of their janitor was long overdue, and had taken steps to see an “oversight” corrected.

seekingblue

My understanding is that doesn't start until June 1st.......

Std Deviation

Let me pose a psychological question: if the company offered an immediate raise of $30,000 a year but you had to clean with the FAs would you?
50K? How about an extra 100K a year guaranteed, no questions asked? Yes, it's hypothetical but it focuses on the true origin of why people do what they do. Is it pride? In other words, I'm not cleaning because I'm a pilot! Is it conflict? Screw the company! Where's the threshold. Because there's always a threshold whether it's reward or punishment based. And there's whole bodies of psychology and economics devoted to that very topic.

Southerner

It's all ego. "Cleaning debases the profession." In other words, "I'm too good to clean a plane."

When I was at my last carrier I would help clean between turns if I had time out of courtesy to the FAs. It never was an expectation, and I did it out of respect, not duty.

Some people are going to complain no matter what you pay, or what you expect. They are in the minority, but they think they are in the majority because they live in the online echo chamber.

Xtreme87

I think the fact that it's an expectation is what pi$$es me off the most. I don't mind helping, but when I have to watch stupid videos and get talked to like a little child, I immediately lose all motivation to go beyond my job requirements. I crossed seat belts and helped clean up at my last job once in a while, if I had a spare minute or 2, never bothered me.