As a professional pilot operating under Part 121, there are a couple of easy but important hoops I am required to periodically jump through in order to retain my usually cushy, admittedly well-paid sinecure.
Being a captain over the age of 40, I must procure a fresh Class I medical every six calendar months. Once a quarter, I slog through several hours of online ground school. Every 24 months, a line check airman sits on my jumpseat for a few legs and confirms that I can go at least one whole day without terrorizing my first officers or endangering the general public.
