A National Geographic photographer was assigned to get photos of a huge forest fire. There was too much smoke at the scene, so he called a local airport and asked if he could hire a plane. "No problem," they said. "Come on out and we'll have one waiting for you."
When he arrived at the airport, a plane was warming up near the runway. The photographer jumped and said, "Let's go! Let's go!" The pilot swung the plane into the wind and soon they were in the air.
The photographer looked out the window and said, "Fly over the north side of the fire and make three or four low level passes."
The pilot said, "Why do you want to do that?"
The photographer said, "Because I'm going to take pictures. That's what I do -- I'm a photographer."
The pilot gulped and said, "You mean, you're not the flight instructor?"
You better know who is in control of your life!
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