ATC perks
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Ahhh.. rooftop BBQs at Heathrow Tower. Magic days..
I'll see your El Al orange and raise it with a Guinnless Calendar (spelling is correct) - still the funniest thing I have ever seen and I treasure it.
I'll see your El Al orange and raise it with a Guinnless Calendar (spelling is correct) - still the funniest thing I have ever seen and I treasure it.
Forewarned is Forearmed
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Although I do not work in ATC, they provided us with a nice perk 2 xmas's ago at their own expence, a bottle of wine each 
Thanks again from us out here on the field
Thanks again from us out here on the field
For many years we enjoyed travel perks with loads of airlines, arranged by our Guild and not our employer I should add. Back in those days of expensive full IATA fares an ID90 was a formidable perk. Additionally you would almost automatically be upgraded to Business or First subject to availability. I could write a book about all my cheap and FREE (absolutely free - no taxes) flights. Those days are sadly gone. Today I can still fly DUS-BHX vv with BA on an ID90 space available for EUR 140, or CGN-BHX vv with GermanWings fully booked full fare for EUR 105!!
Pardoned PPRuNer
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I have been issued with my very own personal headset, the plug won't fit my ipod though.
Lets turn it around a little -
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE AS A PERK (within reason - if we can!)
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To be left alone by management to get on with the job which we are eminantly qualified to do and they are not
More than just an ATCO
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The old adage remains correct (at least at EDDY, from latest reports)
Those who can, do.
Those who can't, teach.
Those who can't teach, manage.
Nice to have seen you all again, hope there are not too many headaches tomorrow. Slainte
Those who can, do.
Those who can't, teach.
Those who can't teach, manage.
Nice to have seen you all again, hope there are not too many headaches tomorrow. Slainte
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The joys of perks!
I remember a time long ago in a Certain Northern Port in this wide brown land, when it came to pass that a New Tower/ACC was to be constructed and a radar installed to ease the load of the poor but honest TWR/APP controllers who were slugging it out procedurally.
A well known French company won the contract, despite having a reputation for leaving their customers with the soggy end of the baguette, as it were.
The controllers were agog with anticipation as they watched the new edifice rising from the mangroves on the far side of the field. What pleasures it might contain. The joy would be unconfined!
As the great day came close there was talk of the party that was to take place when the New Tower was opened. Much was to be the wassail!! There would be marquees, drink, food, music and dancing. And by the way, there might be a few visitors from Regional Office, just a few mind you.
The great day dawned bright and clear. The controllers transported their worldly goods to the new edifice i.e. their coffee cups. The first shift started amidst a tad of confusion since the management, in their infinite wisdom, had neglected to ensure that any meaningful familiarization with the new tower might take place. Perhaps they were too busy ordering kegs of beer, bushels of larks’ tongues and dancing girls.
Suddenly there came a loud gnashing of teeth and much wailing, not to mention the wringing of hands. For the boss had realized that he rostered himself to work the evening shift that very day….there would be no partying for him! In vain he begged for a shift swap. His chances were similar to the proverbial snowflakes in Hell.
As the day wore more and more aircraft arrived, bearing assorted penwipers, pointyheads and shinybums from Regional and Central Office. Normally the warmish tropical climate of this Northern Port discouraged visitors from afar, a postcard every second year was the best they could expect, but now they were like the very locusts of the plague.
At one stage there were in excess of forty visitors in the cab of the tower, it was bigger than Ben Hur. Much flesh was pressed, speeches made and credit taken by those who couldn’t identify the Northern Port on a map two times out of three on a good day.
There was talk of things to come. “You ain’t seen nuthin yet” the shinybums were heard to say. “Wait until the ACC is opened” “That will be a party not to be missed”.
And a lonely face peered down from the edifice above, wondering what might have been.
Alas there was a day of reckoning. When the beancounters greased their abacuses….abaci…abacum….when the beancounters did the sums they were aghast at the price of larks’ tongues, beer, girls (dancing) etc. not to mention the final bill from the French gentlemen. “But, M’sieur, it only slightly over quote and just a little bit late, n'est-il pas ?
And it came to pass that when the ACC was commissioned, there was not a sip of beer, not a jatz cracker to be seen and all larks were fully tongued.
sep
I remember a time long ago in a Certain Northern Port in this wide brown land, when it came to pass that a New Tower/ACC was to be constructed and a radar installed to ease the load of the poor but honest TWR/APP controllers who were slugging it out procedurally.
A well known French company won the contract, despite having a reputation for leaving their customers with the soggy end of the baguette, as it were.
The controllers were agog with anticipation as they watched the new edifice rising from the mangroves on the far side of the field. What pleasures it might contain. The joy would be unconfined!
As the great day came close there was talk of the party that was to take place when the New Tower was opened. Much was to be the wassail!! There would be marquees, drink, food, music and dancing. And by the way, there might be a few visitors from Regional Office, just a few mind you.
The great day dawned bright and clear. The controllers transported their worldly goods to the new edifice i.e. their coffee cups. The first shift started amidst a tad of confusion since the management, in their infinite wisdom, had neglected to ensure that any meaningful familiarization with the new tower might take place. Perhaps they were too busy ordering kegs of beer, bushels of larks’ tongues and dancing girls.
Suddenly there came a loud gnashing of teeth and much wailing, not to mention the wringing of hands. For the boss had realized that he rostered himself to work the evening shift that very day….there would be no partying for him! In vain he begged for a shift swap. His chances were similar to the proverbial snowflakes in Hell.
As the day wore more and more aircraft arrived, bearing assorted penwipers, pointyheads and shinybums from Regional and Central Office. Normally the warmish tropical climate of this Northern Port discouraged visitors from afar, a postcard every second year was the best they could expect, but now they were like the very locusts of the plague.
At one stage there were in excess of forty visitors in the cab of the tower, it was bigger than Ben Hur. Much flesh was pressed, speeches made and credit taken by those who couldn’t identify the Northern Port on a map two times out of three on a good day.
There was talk of things to come. “You ain’t seen nuthin yet” the shinybums were heard to say. “Wait until the ACC is opened” “That will be a party not to be missed”.
And a lonely face peered down from the edifice above, wondering what might have been.
Alas there was a day of reckoning. When the beancounters greased their abacuses….abaci…abacum….when the beancounters did the sums they were aghast at the price of larks’ tongues, beer, girls (dancing) etc. not to mention the final bill from the French gentlemen. “But, M’sieur, it only slightly over quote and just a little bit late, n'est-il pas ?
And it came to pass that when the ACC was commissioned, there was not a sip of beer, not a jatz cracker to be seen and all larks were fully tongued.
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Separator,
You have dine it again - pure prose.
Your calling in life was missed!
And was the owner of wringing hands of a 'purple botanic' calling?
I think I know the answer!
And my how the times have changed! Why just today we received a slice of chocolate cake (gateaux perhaps?) to celebrate 10 years under one name!!
But surely we must have put the manufacturers of key rings across the land out of business with such stability.
(Ah - perks!! A keyring!!)
And in the grand ivory towers that have risen in that centre of aviation - I speak of course of can'tberra - there was much musing at the demands of the controllers: they want more staff? leave? they won't work more hours for less pay?? But , but , but ... I know!! Thats it!! Give them cake!!
Yes. Let them eat cake.
You have dine it again - pure prose.
Your calling in life was missed!
And was the owner of wringing hands of a 'purple botanic' calling?
I think I know the answer!
And my how the times have changed! Why just today we received a slice of chocolate cake (gateaux perhaps?) to celebrate 10 years under one name!!
But surely we must have put the manufacturers of key rings across the land out of business with such stability.
(Ah - perks!! A keyring!!)
And in the grand ivory towers that have risen in that centre of aviation - I speak of course of can'tberra - there was much musing at the demands of the controllers: they want more staff? leave? they won't work more hours for less pay?? But , but , but ... I know!! Thats it!! Give them cake!!
Yes. Let them eat cake.
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hi guys,just checked in here...its very funny....perks?... I remember the good old times we got X-mas presents...6-packs of 0,5 bottles russian wodka...calendars from chinese and corean airlines...
today we have perks...???? aaaahhhh....water for free...a vending machine with $ 1,50 sandwiches...but asking for sharp moniiii! and is working 3 days out of 7....stand-by tickets?...yeaahhhh...some comps...but staying behind the cleaning crew....
rgds blue21
today we have perks...???? aaaahhhh....water for free...a vending machine with $ 1,50 sandwiches...but asking for sharp moniiii! and is working 3 days out of 7....stand-by tickets?...yeaahhhh...some comps...but staying behind the cleaning crew....
rgds blue21
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I hope all you LTCC types will stop whining now that I have just read the email annoucing free tea & coffee all next week! (Has management been PPRuNeing?)
p.s. Don't mind if I help myself too, do you?
/tounge-cheek
p.s. Don't mind if I help myself too, do you?
/tounge-cheek
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LTCC types will stop whining now that I have just read the email annoucing free tea & coffee
Will those of us at Airports with NO canteen get a little extra in the way of LV's?...dream on EW ....
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In NATS at LTCC and LACC the canteens are no longer subsidised and the Sky TV isn't provided by the company for free, but by the Social Club that we members pay an annual fee for.
The last thing I got from NATS was a pen, anyone know what that was for????
The last thing I got from NATS was a pen, anyone know what that was for????