Flight instructor

John was an air force photographer. He tended to rush foreverything until one day he learned a lesson. One day he was commanded by thebase commander to go photograph the crash site of an airplane crash that hadjust happened. So John the photographer put on his flight suit and rushed outto a waiting helicopter then told the pilot to take off and head to the smoke. Firstboth John and the pilot were silent. About halfway to the crash site, thephotographer started talking,  tellingthe pilot about himself and describing their mission together. To which thepilot replied, "So…, you are not my flight instructor?"