Wake up at 6AM, look at alarm clock, and decide it's time to suffer for the greater glory of pilots everywhere. I need to prep for my 9AM class on instrument flying.
Stumble over to the computer, find the books and proceed to spend an hour and a half summarizing todays lesson on Word. Todays topic of choice: FAR 1, 61, 91, NTSB 830 (why you don't want to survive if you crash), Chapters 3A and 3B. Make sure it's correctly formatted and hit the print button.
Shower, shave, and brush teeth, the normal guys stuff. Potato chips for breakfast, Pepsi in hand to wash it down, and off to work I go.
Wander into the office and stop by the copier to make 6 copies of todays lesson and a first lesson survey (3 lessons in - I'm lazy). Hit the conference room, realize I had two students in there (hmmm... 15 minutes early?). Notice one of the students brought food (cinnamon rolls!!!) and help myself. Grab a set of whiteboard markers from storage and am ready to teach. Get through Chapter 2C in 90 minutes (OMG, teaching radio navigation is a POS) and then break for 15 minutes.
Chief CFI and another CFI swarm to talk to the students. Get back on track and complete the regulations part of todays lesson (I'm running an hour behind in this class, need to make it up somehow).
Follow up with a BFR for a guy that hasn't flown in 5+ years. HE STUDIED!!! Yes, he was rusty but IMHO he knew his stuff and we flew through it in 2 hours of ground. Weather was 9kts gusting to 29kts (WTF? 20kt gusts?!?! I'm not taking a 172 up in that shit!) so we called the lesson.
Last student canceled due to weather (I'm out of ground topics). Catch up on a little paperwork and then decided to get out of there while I still could.
Wish all days went this smoothly. 5 hours of pay, at work from 9AM to 4PM, I think that's a good day! There were zero snags (how did that happen) except for the being behind in the class, but it'll work itself out next week ;)
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