Itzik Epstein, a photographer for the Jerusalem Post was told that a small twin engine plane would be waiting for him at the airport to take him on his assignment.
Arriving at the airfield, he spotted a plane warming up outside a hangar.
He jumped in with his bag, slammed the door shut, and shouted, “Yala” (let’s go). .
The pilot taxied out, swung the plane into the wind and took off.
Once in the air, the photographer instructed the pilot, “Fly over the valley and make low passes so I can take pictures of the fires on the hillside.
“Why?” asked the pilot.
“Because I'm a photographer for the Jerusalem Post and they expect excellence. I need to get some close up shots.”
The pilot was strangely silent for a moment, and then said, “So, what you're telling me, is . . . You're NOT my flight instructor?'