Your welcome Whirls. All the above is gained from my own experiences of sitting in the crew room planning nav or some such for my PPl, while listening to some school owner (and it happened with my 'A' as well as 'H' to be fair) tell me how if I just sell my Granny into that parisian Brothel to raise the funds, a fantastic job, wealth and appeal to the opposite (or same, depending on the operator) sex is but a few (ten's) of thousands away, and it awaits me thus, as there has never been a better time to be doing it etc etc etc.
At the same time however, you cast an eye to the corner of the room and his F.I. is sitting there slavering over my sandwich and wondering if nicking a litre of Aeroshell will be noticed, and if it will knock the bottom end right out of the museum piece he's nursing during his commute each day.
Methinks the two dont add up. Me also thinks there are some award winning salesmen in aviation.
