I was in flight.
Dispatch contacted me and ordered us back on the ground "right now". I didn't like the guy from dispatch as he already has an history of pissing me off. I answered him "fuk you, let me do my work, call me when u are done with your coffee". The moron came back to me very politly and said it was really important, plus I eard all the company planes being called back too.
I landed, and walked furious into the pilot lobby ... to find everyone gathered around the TV. As I looked at the screen, I see one of the twr on fire, and really wonder why everyone is more preoccupied by this rather than "calling back all aircrafts home". With the seconds, the second tower burst into flames from the second plane. While eveybody is screaming I thinking "holly ****".
Then later on the Pentagon got hit, I recall thinking that those terrorists are "awsome". Make so much destruction with so little money using the targetted country's equipment. The idea was brillant! A Special Ops dream.
Then we got sent home, I stopped on the way to my GF work, to see only one twr standing up ... I had an horrible chill in my back, those things u take for granted, NY and his twins.
I went home right away, tuned the TV up and right away the second twr collapsed live ... I remained with my mouth open for a good 5 minutes.
I called my dad in France, he knew about it, he said the news came while he was playing golf, he canceled the game, he was so shaken up.
Then I was out of job for 3 weeks by F.A.A. ruling, later on I was out of job for good because I was forreign and the company didn't want to take a risk. Bad image for the business they said.