instructordude
Playing with Fire
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Its a balancing act we all must understand.
Yeah....it would be nice to make 150K as a Capt or 100K as an FO but we have to take what the current economic environment will give us. I'm happy to have a job flying a jet.
It's not so easy now that a 152 rents for $100 an hour. According to the FAA the issuance of commercial pilot certificates has steadily declined since 2002.
2002 12,299
2003
9,670
2004 9,836
2005
8,834
2006
8,687
That may mean that only folks with sufficient "family money" are able to afford the training and therefore won't care so much about the levels of pay. Well in addition to those that just love flying that much.
From Tanker Clown (from the SWA MSP thread)
Hey man, all I know is that retired AF guys more often than not get hired. I heard it's because for a guy like me, SWA is a retirement job. So I won't complain about the contract and want some rediculous pay rate. Heck, I'll take whatever the company gives me since I have a retirement check already on the way.
Think this Air Force dork sums it up. I think he/she (or both) needs to be made aware of what goes on out there in the real world.
'Nuff said.
Before you lump Tanker Clown in with the rest of us AF-types, go read his other posts. The only thing he'll be doing after retirement is bagging groceries at the commissary.
Pipejocky,
I see you started in a Metro and flew the RJ....What did those jobs pay to start? Just currious....
Everytime I read your posts I cringe. Ever since you went to management on your knees I have heard you have turned into a real ******************************. You know what I hope happens to you. Ill tell you what I hope happens to you. I hope you are riding your bike home one day from your boyfriends house and its getting late. You realize that its getting dark. Joe is afraid of the dark. So you start pedalling faster and faster. You come around a bend and lose control of your front tire and fly off the edge of the road and at the last second find yourself smashing really really hard next to a 4 foot high storm drain. Before you know it you black out....Slowly sometime later you feel your self being shifted slightly everyonce and a while. You open your eyes to see this humongus homeless guy standing over you. When I say big I mean big. Fingers the size of hickory farms summer sausages. You start to move but the homeless guy slaps you in the back of the head so hard it send stars througout your vision. You think better of trying to get up. He comes and flips you on your stomach and grabs the back of your pants and starts to rip them from your frail pathetic little body. You know what you is going to do and you let him because your a cowardly tool. When he is done he slams your head with his mega fist and again you black out.....Sometime later you awake on your front door step. You figure the homeless man found out where you lived and delivered you to your warm cozy home. You reach up and ring the door bell. Your wife comes to the door and gasps at the pathetic image before her. She carries you inside and up the stairs to the bedroom and lays you on the bed. You think she is going to "make the boo boo all better". For some reason she is taking too much time. So you crane your frail little neck around to see what she is doing. Low and behold you see her naked wearing a harness. Whats that for you think and can it save my company money? She reaches into the drawer wearing a grin. From the drawer she pulls out this 15 inch black dong...and clips it to the harness.....