The Future's So Bright ...

With the handover briefing comes the handover of the stuff. It fills a big Tupperware tub and I loathe the thing. The tub has the bloat of my suitcase, as various pilots add things that they think should be useful and never get taken out. There's a videogame joystick in there, WTF?

Usually I go to one of the outgoing pilots' rooms and pick up the tub, and at the same collect the aircraft keys and logbook. This is a good time for me to remember to give them the keys to the rental car, and yes I warned them about the vibration. "You could have exchanged it!" Yes, I know.

In the box, there is a cheap printer of the sort that costs less than a replacement ink cartridge and which I make a point of not using even if it might be useful, just to demonstrate my contempt for it. I must have used it once or twice because whenever I get home and try to print, half my applications are trying to print to it. It's a Canon iP2600. It is lightweight and it works. I just don't like having to carry it around. It probably weighs less than the package of printer paper it shares the box with.

We used to have to photocopy and fax everything, but now we have a mini-scanner with software that packs it all up into PDFs for us. It's an excellent product with good support. The box contains the mini-scanner, it its little drawstring bag, plus its cable. There's also a few packages of receipts in here and this rotation an unexpected thing.

I forgot to put anything in the picture for scale, so I have to tell you that this is not a normal pair of glasses, but a giant pair of joke glasses, the kind with the frames wider than a person's face. You can see in the photo that the temples are bent, that's bent in towards the head so that they can actually go behind the ears. These were purchased for a valid operational reason, one which I understood and agreed with as soon as it was explained to me, and which I have previously blogged an intention to do. Can anyone guess their purpose?

Answer next week.