It is time for another classic comic again. This particular one rounded out or first book which is now well over 10 years ago. The idea came when I was working on getting an old Cessna Skymaster through its annual inspection which hadn’t been flown in over a year and seemed to have a rat problem. What all I found in there after taking off the floor panels was pretty gross to say the least. I’ll spare you guys the details. It would have been nice to just have a cat take care of everything. Or would it? …
Also, I hope some of you were able to go to AERO in Friedrichshafen this week. It’s a very cool show which I am bummed to miss. But Stefan is there! Say Hello to him at the “Fliegermagazin” booth (A5-325) at 3pm today if you guys are in the area.
You just don’t mess with a man’s tools, period. It doesn’t matter if that man is an aircraft mechanic, or car mechanic, or a male chicken working on cartoon airplanes. Aviation tools are expensive and a life-time investment and guys rightfully get very protective of them.
In my house we have two different systems. I have a MAC toolbox almost exactly like the one Julio uses. It’s not super organized with tool shadowing anymore but everything has its place. My wife has a “tool bowl”. It’s an old salad bowl with a bunch of random tools in it. She claims there is a system but even if there was, it sure would be hard to figure out for the average guy. Somehow when I’m gone for longer periods, some of my tools seem to wander out of my tool box just to miraculously end up in her “tool bowl”. Doesn’t always make me happy but at least I know where to look when something is missing out of my box.
P.S.: Sorry for posting later than usual! We were experiencing internet connection problems.
Unlike Chuck, I was never any good at hitting on women. Okay, maybe that’s worded poorly. Chuck isn’t really good at it either, but it seems he enjoys the challenge. I was always more of an awkward and nervous dork. Maybe, if you just count the success rate, I was actually more successful than Chuck. But I guess when it comes to making the first move and chatting up a girl, Chuck would beat my total numbers on one evening.
Those days are long gone anyway. I’m out of the game for many years now, and I can’t say I miss it! But I’ll keep my fingers crossed for Chuck, and all you other bachelors out there!
So Hans’ original goal has been achieved. Plus, coffee has been made! Maybe he’s not such a bad manager after all?
Looking at this strip, I just wondered when the last time was that I drank drip coffee. I can’t really remember! Nowadays everybody has one of these coffee pad machines. And I’m lazy and a coffee heathen, so I quite often drink instant coffee. In the shop, it’s usually made with an espresso machine. Does anyone of you out there still use the good old coffee filter?
In this case I can almost relate to Hans more than Julio. The last two times we moved I was away on the job when my wife was setting up the kitchen. It took me weeks to figure out where everything is. In fact I still don’t know where some of the stuff is in our current kitchen. Add to that my advanced stage of CRS, I am really lost a lot of times. However I do know how to make coffee 😉
Have you ever had your friends, or even better, your kids, help you with a project? It can be a lot of fun but the “productivity level” is not always as high as it could be.
It seems that especially in aviation, the more people show up to “help”, the more the project is getting discussed rather than actually worked on. I seem to have walked away in the past with the aircraft looking exactly like it did in the morning. But somehow I was many opinions, thoughts, ways, and ideas on what to do and exactly how richer 😉
There was a time when I was maintaining aircraft at the same school I was also working as flight instructor. It was a great way to keep busy and support my flying habit on days when there were no flight lessons scheduled. Every now and then one of my students would find his or her way into the hangar and often the questions that always came with students weren’t far behind. Some even offered to “help” so they can get more experience with the aircraft. But a lot of times I had to keep the answers very short as I was on the clock for the shop and the shop didn’t pay for me to give free instruction. Some students held it against me even, and in a different world I would have loved to keep chatting, but the inspections would have taken way longer and “the real Hans” would not have been pleased.
We often worked at night when everybody else went home already to get a lot of uninterrupted work done. I guess my point was that I can relate to Julio in this scenario. It’s nice to dig in and just get stuff done without interruptions and without anybody “helping”, even if they mean well …
Even though we make light of the situation here at Roost-Air, pilot fatigue is a very serious issue. Many publications have been written about pilot fatigue, yet it still seems to take up a good portion of every accident and incident graph or statistic. Some have said it is even on the rise now with all the modern technology we now have acquired and can’t seem to be able to turn off in time to get some rest.
At my day job we have our own issues with this problem, especially with the international travel and long duty times during big fires. But one thing I have noticed is that I spend a good time of my day updating electronics, GPS’s, maps, and write reports which all dips into time I could spend resting. Either it is because I’m getting older and it just bugs me more, or it could be that there was just a little “less to do” back when we didn’t have all this convenient technology and the new cover sheets for our TPS reports…
How do guys feel about the subject?
Any good stories you want to share we can all learn from?
This is troubleshooting on the same level of “did you turn it off and on again?” or “Is it plugged in?”. I think we’ve all been there and done that multiple times. At least I can claim that I have never forgot to remove the control lock!
Back in my younger days, while working for the volunteer fire department, they would put on classes for people in bigger companies who were slated to become the new fire prevention or safety officer. One of my favorite jobs there was to fog out the hallway and stairways right outside the classroom with the machine we had for training while the trainer inside was teaching about fire and safety. Then, when they would break for lunch, the first person to open the door would find nothing but smoke outside where the hallway used to be. They did this to see how people would react to what they think is a real emergency (an ironic one it would seem, having the firehouse on fire). I was always amazed how many of these office workers would completely freak out and panic even though they just spent all morning learning about fires, safety, and what to do in an emergency …