I have an Atlas story from a guy I flew with here at my current company. We had a 2-day SFO/MCO just out/back simple. First time I flew with him and he let me take the leg out to MCO. So we settle up at cruise and get to the usual talks for a new CA/FO paired up, where were you before here. He mentioned he was Atlas for 6 years. He then goes on about how he misses the plane, he misses the kind of of flying they did, he misses the schedule, he pretty much missed everything about it and said it was his best flying job. So I asked him politely of course, why not just stay there, why come here? His response is basically 'oh I was FO for too long, wasn't becoming a CA anytime soon, and the CAs there were just meh.'
So we're flying along my leg and of course at some point going to Florida you're gonna hit weather. Right past Texas/Louisiana area, then some over the water, and of course over Florida. But in every case, he just chimes up to ATC and asks for [whatever degrees] left / right. My leg, no conferring, no asking, no input. Just does it. This happens numerous times and all I'm left to do is spin a knob. Approaching MCO he freaks out some more about the weather and starts asking for crazy vectors. But it's one of those days where no matter what, you have to descend through the clouds and are gonna get bumped. So we go down and then when we're asked to slow to speed 210 (still above green dot) I see his hand resting on the flap handle. Ugh. Flaps 1. And ditto for flaps 2, 3, and full. Surprisingly, he didn't do it for the gear. A couple other nuisances as well, but by the time this flight was done, I smiled inside.... I understood now what he was saying about Atlas. Except, it was more like he was the right seat CA who probably drove his CAs insane.