And I can hardly believe it’s already Friday again! I totally spaced out there, drawing a very complicated custom cartoon for my favorite airline, and almost forgot to upload todays strip.
But, fortunately, I remembered, so here you go with today’s installment of Chuck’s adventures. Maybe somebody should better call an ambulance instead? As we can see in this comic, it’s easy to get injured in your workplace, so please be safe out there!
Have a great weekend everybody!
I think you don’t have to be an aircraft mechanic to sympathize with Julio in this strip. I think everybody had to open something in their lives, some kind of gear, device, or only just some packaging, where they had to go through half the toolbox to eventually succeed. I, for one, sometimes wonder why they don’t make bank vaults out of the same material and design that some clam shell packaging is made of!
Seems Hans is getting some ideas from the NSA. Of course the equipment he uses looks more like it’s from the era of the Armed Forces Security Agency in WWII. But I admit that that’s more because of my limitations as an artist. You see, it’s a bit of a dilemma that all electronic equipment gets smaller and smaller and looks more and more the same. Nowadays, if you want to draw somebody listening to music, taking a photo, filming or looking something up on the internet, you can do all that by drawing a small rectangle that represents a smartphone. But while on one hand that’s easy to draw, on the other hand, it’s not that easy to actually show what’s really going on. In the days of the grammophone or the ghetto blaster, it was way easier to symbolize somebody as listening to music than nowadays, when people use rice grain sized iPods and pea sized earbuds. Try drawing that without a .18 technical pen and so that you can still see what’s going on!
Oh, and the whole idea of Chuck and Julio building radio controlled cars is based on real life (again). Apparently, after flying day in and day out, my brother tends to gravitate towards hobbies that have nothing to do with aviation!
Poor Julio doesn’t have many things to be envied for, but one thing that’s great about his job at Roost Air clearly is the job security. Chuck is definitely doing his best to keep him busy!
We’ve been doing this comic for long enough now to know exactly what kind of feedback we would be getting for this particular strip. So, let us come out up-front with an explanation: Yes, we know that most aircraft have circuit breakers installed and not old fashioned glass fuses (or whatever you call those type of fuses with a melting wire in English). But the Roost Air Cessna is very old, and also has a lot of custom modifications installed by Julio. There you go!
So I’m back from the AERO in Friedrichshafen. I sure had a great time there! Thanks for everybody who stopped by at the Fliegermagazin booth on Friday to chat! I have posted a couple of pictures in our Facebook group.
Meanwhile, operations at Roost Air continue as usual, it seems …
Well, I guess Chuck isn’t the only pilot who can’t control himself when he sees coffee. I sometimes wonder if airlines hedge coffee prices just like fuel prices. After all, it’s also a vital commodity to keep operations going.
On a completely different note, one of our readers has put up a Chicken Wings page on TV Tropes. That’s a website that categorizes and lists all of the recurring metaphors, characters, story lines, etc. in TV, movies, computer games, comics, etc. I find the website rather confusing, but still can spend hours browsing through the various articles! Thanks to whoever did this!
And, last but not least, I hope to see some of you at the AERO in Friedrichshafen this week! I’ll be roaming the premises on Thursday and Friday, and will be signing books at the Fliegermagazin booth (A5-325) on Friday 11th from 11:00 to 13:00.
I don’t know how many bosses understand that productivity doesn’t necessarily rise when you watch your employees. I guess it’s necessary in some jobs with repetitive work, and especially if you don’t pay them enough. All I know is that I’m happy to a) be self employed and b) sit in my own office without anybody watching me.
Don’t you hate it, when some smartass (and by that, dear reader, I refer to the animal, not the body part (inside joke)) comes along and tells you what you’re doing wrong? And don’t you hate it even more if that smartass is actually right? I know I do. Or I would, if I was ever wrong about anything!
Where I used to work we flew right over a golf course if we were departing southbound. Being the cartoon-type creative mind I had always wondered what would happen if we “picked up” a golf ball on departure. I’m sure it wouldn’t have been pretty in real life.
Still it didn’t seem as threatening as what we had near our practice area where we did a lot of our training. There was a skeet shooting range close by so I always made sure I gave that one a really wide berth …
Speaking of golf balls: I just recently learned that the snorkel heads on our Sky-Cranes had to be re-designed at some point so they don’t suck in golf balls which then would ruin the tank doors. I guess engineers originally didn’t think about the possibility of the Crane dipping out of golf course ponds. But then again you can’t think of every scenario ahead of time …