Three 6 hour turns with the 8% beats most of the three days I glance at. It comes at a cost. I live close.

I live in a less than desirable zip code, but the little dump is paid for. Ever since 9/11 I've lived as though we'll be out of business tomorrow. Some poor sap was dumb enough to ask me for career advice last year. I know it's a tired meme, but yeah, young new FO in clean pants, and a dry-cleaned shirt.

The only advice I could give him was, "How many Pastrami sandwiches are you not gonna be able to buy in ten years because you're too fancy pancy for the employee bus?" That $15 bucks added up quicker than he thought, I bet. So the bus takes more time and it sucks @ss? I only ride it with other super senior pilots, which says something. They know the game's rigged for the house, and right now Ted lives in it.

That being said, who knows, he may WB FO making more and happier now (which I truly hope) somewhere else, or trying to figure out why Home Depot isn't impressed with his Aero Sci Degree and 900 hours jet time.

Some actual, got shot at with real bullet's, Vietnam Vet also told me "Never turn down any free education", so at least the guy got a nice popular type on his ticket.

I got more old man stuff too, like "How do you know my pants are dry-clean only? Cause they're always dirty."

Uh Oh, it's getting on bedtime because Wheel of Fortune's almost on, and I'm here throwing out Pearls for free. Take my advice on this you studly muffins. Go Rogaine early.