I’ve discovered that working at one of the top ten aviation museums in the country is a soothing combination of being up to your ass in alligators, herding cats and nailing Jello to a tree. Fun! I have a new name tag, just in case I forget who I am. And just to compare, here also is my photo ID building pass from the Honolulu Star-Advertiser. I was told by management that being able to make out the ID part wasn’t really necessary.