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6
There were times-tonight was one-when Joe Patroni was grateful that he
worked in the maintenance baitiwick of aviation, and not in sales.
The thought occurred to him as he surveyed the busy activity of digging
beneath, and around the mired A6reo-Mexican jet which continued to block
runway three zero.
As Patroni saw it, airline sales forces-in which category he lumped all
front office staff and executivescomprised inflatable rubber people who
connived against each other like fretful ~hfldren. On the other hand,
Patroni was convinced that those in engineering and maintenance departments
behaved like mature adults. Maintenance men (Joe was apt to argue), even
when employed by competing airlines, worked closely and harmoniously,
sharing their information, experience, and even secrets for the common
good.
As Joe Patroni sometimes confided privately to his friends, an example of
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this unofficial sharing was the pooling of information which came to
maintenance men regularly through conferences held by individual airlines.
Patroni's employers, like most major scheduled airlines, had daily
telephone conferences-known as "briefings"-during which all regional
headquarters, bases, and outfield stations were connected through a
continent-wide closed-circuit hook-up. Directed by a head office
vice-president, the briefings were, in fact, critiques and information
exchanges on the way the airline had operated during the past twenty-four
hours. Senior people throughout the company's system talked freely and
frankly with one another. Operations and sales departments each had their
own daily briefing; so did maintenance-the latter, in Patroni's opinion, by
far the most important.
During the maintenance sessions, in which Joe Patroni took part five days
a week, stations reported one by one. Where delays in service-for
mechanical reasons -had occurred the previous day, those in charge were
required to account for them. Nobody bothered making excuses. As
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