General Lee said:
How about a three hour flight on an RJ? Isn't that torture also? Oh yeah, someone will next say that three hours in the middle seat of a 757 is also torture, except that you can get up and walk around, get your stuff from the overhead bin, and have a choice of directions in going to the bathroom. (front or back)
Bye Bye--General Lee
The most torturous flight in my recent memory was on a POS, no inseat-entertainment Delta 767 Cincinnati-Paris. What's your seat pitch?...31 inches? Compared to that, give me a couple hours on an RJ anyday. I won't even get into the service but let's just say it was befitting the equipment....Hey, is there any way you can dictate that some % of your impending give-backs be allotted to doing some re-upholstering?...or at least vacumns?....air freshener?
...oh...but now I've read your post further and all I can say is Wow!...all those choices on a 757?....why, now I'm red in the face because from your description it sounds like sheer paradise! Imagine...choosing which way to go the the bathroom! Choosing! Me! Why, that's just like getting to choose between flying straight to heaven on angels wings or taking the Rainbow Bridge to Valhalla...how can one go wrong? And there's more?... getting your stuff from the overhead bin? NOOOO.....FRIGGIN'....WAYYYY!!! NO airline would EVER allow this bin-rummaging, because it's easy to see that GLEEFUL PANDEMONIUM would erupt once pax realized they could do this....a literal RIOT OF JOY beginning with mere whoops and cheers but quickly growing in celebratory wildness until reaching a SUSTAINED CRESCENDO of UNCONTROLLABLE, ORGASMIC EJACULATORY BEHAVIOUR!!!! My god General...aisles, choices, bins..whew!....why, you're flying around up there with...god....WITH A VERITABLE POWDER KEG OF HAPPINESS STRAPPED TO YOUR BACK JUST WAITING TO EXPLODE!!!!
So (and this only applies if you're NOT one of the lucky-ones driving a Delta 757 Climax Bus where after the fun is over, male pax immediately lapse into a sanguine sleep or try to sneak a smoke in the lav while female ones just want to talk....about their feelings no less) I agree with Bana...in this situation too many captains are either gutless, uncaring (a CRJ cockpit seat is comfortable and you get to play with the buttons and knobs and stuff), or consider every hour out of the blocks as a car payment (or for you RJ guys, half a tank of gas).
If you need help in decision-making on whether to torture your passengers, try this; imagine that your wife or girfriend (for you chick-pilots "husband or boyfriend"...unless you're thinking "girlfriend" too, in which case PM me your number), is sitting back there, drunk, and shoehorned between two people she fantasizes about....you know...the movies stars that star in the movies she always wants to see...the ones she's let slip are "her type"....the ones with same names she calls out in bed....those ones. Now, imagine she got drunk because you two had an argument; you wanted her to come along on your trip to help you do the taxes in your hotel room, but she was looking forward to her bi-monthly trip on Delta Song to see her friends for a "girls weekend". She finally gave in, but unlike before when she was daggering you with her eyes, NOW you hear her giggling back there sitting between Brad and Russell...that same "easy-drunk" giggle that got your attention when the two of you first met across a pool table in a bar so many years before where she slurred that you reminded her of Brad Pitt....a giggle that wafts up through the cockpit door and above the F/O's yammering about suddenly-unimportant ALPA issues...well, what are you gonna do?
Think about it...and General, be careful up there man.