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Sam told me a story. The young flight instructor is pounding the pattern in a basic trainer. Half watching his student and half thinking of getting a real flying job. Some twin-engine time, a little cross-country IFR. Boy would that be sweet, that would be real flying. Above him at 8,000 feet a freight-dog in a beat-up Beech Baron bounces along. Cursing the turbulence and the heat and the holes in the instrument panel, he thinks about one day getting a turbine job.At 18,000 feet the crew of a King Air are droning along on autopilot, enjoying the air-conditioned cockpit. But the noise and vibration of the propellers is annoying, and the turbine-twin will not climb out of all the weather. The lady PIC is close to a jet job, and keeps looking up above the tops of the building cumulus. At flight level 390 dinner is being served to the major airline captain. Life is sweet. But his schedule sucks again next month, stupid recurrent training, and the mustard for the steak is too spicy again. He looks out the windshield as a glint of sunlight catches his eye strangely above the horizon. "It's the space station," says the first officer. "Now that would be sweet."Floating over to a window, the astronaut looks down on the colorful blue and green quilt set amongst the void of space. A former fighter and test pilot, the Space Shuttle commander is picking out ground features as he orbits over middle America. "You see those two rivers, just east of the city?" he says. "There is a little airport down there. I first soloed in a Piper Cub right there.""Now that is real flying."
If there ever was a dead horse that needed a routine beating, 65 is it.
Well, I guess if pissing in the wind makes you feel better, go for it.
:laugh: ......you said it. The grass ain't always greener on the other side.He'll b!tch at sears too.
You guys are just jealous cause it isn't YOU retiring. I'll cut the guy some slack and give him the ability to vent a little steam. He's earned it.
Gup
:laugh: ......you said it. The grass ain't always greener on the other side.
profession. We made good money, had considerable time off and the benefits were to
brag about.That is no longer the case. My Plumber makes more a year now than I do. His labor rate alone is $95.00/hr when he set my kitchen sink last May and he's a high school drop out. His yearly
salary is based on a 160 hour work month (40 a week) --My $93.00/hr and annual salary is based on an 80 hour month (hard time in the air) which doesn't include all the on duty and time I am away from home.
93.00 per hr may be after he divides his rate by two to compensate for the fact that most workers work twice the amount of paid hrs in a month.
186.00 would be the rate then. I have always divided my hourly rate by two to see what it equates to for a "real" job.
Well , The good news is, Today I officially Retire from Northwest Airlines and I was hired last week for a Service Advisor job in the automotive division of Sears
So Delta 747/777 CA ($201/flight hour) using a 2.5-3.5 divisor, currently yields between $57-$80 an hour at year 12+.
747/777 FO ($137/flight hour) at year 12 is $39-$57.