Angsty Amanda
POSTED ON Wednesday, March 13, 2013 AT 12:51 PM \\
Neglected this space again and I apologize for getting too caught up with other things in life.
Besides marrying a great husband who's ever sweet to me despite my gigantic flaws, nothing has really gone well recently.
Work-wise, I can only say I'm sick and tired. Literally and metaphorically. Physically and mentally. People think flying is a glamorous job but it is in fact nothing of the sort. NOTHING. If you've been reading yahoo's part 1-3 stories on cabin crew, it's all true. The part about traveling getting old fast, how all you want to do is check into the hotel and sleep for 24 hours before checking out for your next tedious 8-14 hour flight. The only story I didn't quite care for was the sob story of the girl who got herself into major credit card debts due to her vanity.
Anyway the physical lethargy isn't the main reason why I want out. Not being home and spending enough time with my family isn't the issue as well. The straw that's threatening to break the camel's back? Politics. Workplace bullying. I know it exists everywhere in every company, in any line of work, but NOT LIKE THIS. Our workplace is like being in army 24/7. 101 rules to follow, drill sergeants ready to come down on you for the slightest thing, talking down to you like you're some
school kid, and basically just thriving on a reign of terror. I'm not saying everyone is like this, but when u encounter one, just ONE person who has it in for you, it's enough to make you reconsider your options outside.
I guess leaving just because of one lousy bitch who made a false allegation about me seems rash. It may seem weak as well. But judge all you want. All I can say is I've been working damn hard for the past 3 years without taking a single day of medical leave. I take pride in my job and put in 110% every single time, and I've always played by the rules. I've been bullied a few times and I get over it but this time, it's different. I'm not angry. I'm FUCKING angry. Not just at this bitch, but my anger is also directed at the system which claims to be transparent but isn't. The system which basically protects and supports the crew of a higher rank in any situation. Like they even care about fairness and the truth. It's like fighting a losing battle and getting faulted for something I didn't even do is just sickening. It really makes me sick to think that I've put in my heart and soul for this company only to get treated like I committed a capital crime. I'm not even allowed to look at the email containing the actual complaint about me. Tsk. For some reason it's too difficult to press a few buttons just to forward the email to me, and I have to go down to the office if I want a copy of the email in question.
Duh.
I'm going to be away for another 10 days, and I've been fighting a stomach flu of sorts. Having difficulty keeping any food down and my stomach is gurgling and churning away. Ugh. Needless to say I've been eating very very little these few days and it really sucks. I just feel weak all over and I can't wait to get home so that X can take care of me. I really miss him and I just want to apologize for my atrocious behavior towards him recently. This job should be the one to go, not him. I'm sorry that I've taken out my anger on him. He most certainly doesn't deserve it.
Ending off here. Hopefully I'll be back with a happier update soon.
Besides marrying a great husband who's ever sweet to me despite my gigantic flaws, nothing has really gone well recently.
Work-wise, I can only say I'm sick and tired. Literally and metaphorically. Physically and mentally. People think flying is a glamorous job but it is in fact nothing of the sort. NOTHING. If you've been reading yahoo's part 1-3 stories on cabin crew, it's all true. The part about traveling getting old fast, how all you want to do is check into the hotel and sleep for 24 hours before checking out for your next tedious 8-14 hour flight. The only story I didn't quite care for was the sob story of the girl who got herself into major credit card debts due to her vanity.
Anyway the physical lethargy isn't the main reason why I want out. Not being home and spending enough time with my family isn't the issue as well. The straw that's threatening to break the camel's back? Politics. Workplace bullying. I know it exists everywhere in every company, in any line of work, but NOT LIKE THIS. Our workplace is like being in army 24/7. 101 rules to follow, drill sergeants ready to come down on you for the slightest thing, talking down to you like you're some
school kid, and basically just thriving on a reign of terror. I'm not saying everyone is like this, but when u encounter one, just ONE person who has it in for you, it's enough to make you reconsider your options outside.
I guess leaving just because of one lousy bitch who made a false allegation about me seems rash. It may seem weak as well. But judge all you want. All I can say is I've been working damn hard for the past 3 years without taking a single day of medical leave. I take pride in my job and put in 110% every single time, and I've always played by the rules. I've been bullied a few times and I get over it but this time, it's different. I'm not angry. I'm FUCKING angry. Not just at this bitch, but my anger is also directed at the system which claims to be transparent but isn't. The system which basically protects and supports the crew of a higher rank in any situation. Like they even care about fairness and the truth. It's like fighting a losing battle and getting faulted for something I didn't even do is just sickening. It really makes me sick to think that I've put in my heart and soul for this company only to get treated like I committed a capital crime. I'm not even allowed to look at the email containing the actual complaint about me. Tsk. For some reason it's too difficult to press a few buttons just to forward the email to me, and I have to go down to the office if I want a copy of the email in question.
Duh.
I'm going to be away for another 10 days, and I've been fighting a stomach flu of sorts. Having difficulty keeping any food down and my stomach is gurgling and churning away. Ugh. Needless to say I've been eating very very little these few days and it really sucks. I just feel weak all over and I can't wait to get home so that X can take care of me. I really miss him and I just want to apologize for my atrocious behavior towards him recently. This job should be the one to go, not him. I'm sorry that I've taken out my anger on him. He most certainly doesn't deserve it.
Ending off here. Hopefully I'll be back with a happier update soon.
