A Criminal Background check. Doesn’t it usually take 6-8 weeks to be issued? I think I had a NATO Secret Clearance hidden somewhere in my piles of kept paper work. I didn’t know if I could or wanted to secure this job at all. In the Letter of Offer I found that I had more than 60 days of unpaid vacation per year, I was underpaid (for Kabul) but was rewarded by a great health plan and free tickets to/from home.
I also mentally bargained with myself to never divulge my present and future plans with my family- that I may work in a war zone again. You know now, that my parents had issues with departures.
The first time I went to Kabul my mother cried and told me I would come back in a coffin. My plan was to tell them – that is my parents at the last possible second but prior to catching my flight. However, I was usurped of that right as the hiring company called my parents house and in their introduction they fully disclosed who they where, the nature of their organization maybe all the way to the regularity of her bowel movements and, and, annnd that I was going to be deployed to Afghanistan. Baffled? I was too.
The second time I had been hired to work in Kandahar, which once I arrived I discovered was worst than Kabul who had been quiet and the epitome of all parties and hedonism; that the environment was different, this was war. When I arrived in Kandahar or KAF as we called it, everybody from civilians to military personnel had the same reaction. “You should have lied, we all told our families we are working in Dubai. Duh. Why bring excessive stress to your family? It’s not like you are going to go out of camp.” I recall this was said by a meddlesome captain. I told my father of my plans while we were in his car and he bluntly told me: “If you die I am not going to your funeral.” Sigh.
Yes. I was still going to Hong Hong and I would successfully learn Cantonese, to the great dismay of my parents.
But if I had to pack. What would I wear in the land of sad sand and woes this time…
First, we tried to drive to Florida but we ran out of gas and money by the time we arrived in New York (we lived in Canadian bordering town) and I’ll admit it I chickened out because as I drove off with my car, my father just like a movie chased us down the road, sped up, turned and blocked our passage with his Malibu. He got out of the car and blasted Zab with an arson of vitriol ” how dare you steal our daughter in your stupid pointless adventures,” and drove off. The shock of seeing my father attempt such a bold move, he who was so reserved and kind; transfixed me all the way back home. Eventually, we found our ways to the ships and although we were never assigned to the same vessel we worked for the same company (again).
Ah, Kabul! I miss you sometimes but everyone has left like the last summer wind that carried an everything flu straight down to the loo.
Yet, you still call me back. The lady who was in my position has recently made everyone aware that she would quit. Interesting…she only lasted eight months. I heard that they worked her like a donkey, beating her when she needed rest during her ascension to a mountain of work.
No one cared to listen to her heaving exhaustion towards the company’s misguided direction and operations. She’s returning to her old company (recruitment agency for airline crew) which she previously thought was worse than any pedophile rapist. Is there anything worse than a pedophile or a rapist? Yes, there is and she met them after working closely with Daft For Sure. And I am relishing and basking in a throne of delight, as when I occupied this position she never understood the hellish stress I endured trying to beat the defective military machine which bared me from accomplishing menial services staff of herself requested.
h, so it isn’t as easy as one thought to work with the Military and The Company. My shoes do not reek as much with failures and annoyance do they? Are you very uncomfortable wearing them?
I was asked to come back and work for these bandits.
Insane indeed! Not me of course. Never me. No, no.
The work structure was better prior to my departure as I was only doing my job, now they have decided to pay someone less – because the shriveled hot dogs in Dubai need cost saving measures in order to receive huge bonuses and maintain slave labor costs. In addition, living in a villa cost free is a dream and no unknown disposable employee should hinder it in any way. Hey, if it’s the only way a small invisible man can get an erection, who are we to judge?
Noooo, don’t judge.