19/06/2026
One of the hidden dangers of employing vintage-spec instructors is that you're not just dealing with their questionable habits, mysterious aches, and stories that begin with "Back in my day..." 🤣
You're forced to nod along politely while they explain some completely unhinged, pre-war logic that somehow makes perfect sense only to them.
But the real challenge begins during their mandatory 2:00pm power nap.
That's when you get the distinct privilege of watching a dense thicket of nasal hair gently sway like a weeping willow in a summer breeze every time they snore. 🌳😴
At that point, intervention becomes necessary. Someone has to go in with the scissors.
It's not in the job description, but neither is listening to a 20-minute lecture on how modern tyres have "too much grip."
Truly, a masterclass in survival. 😂✂️