The other day I quit my job.
Again.
I seem to be doing this on a regular basis at the moment. At least once per trip. It seems I've lost the ability to just let things slide. The lengths I go to are getting more and more extreme. This time I actually sent a mail to the office wallahs in personnel as well. It was quite possibly the most scary thing I've done in a long while. This is the only job I've known and afraid of what I'd do if I didn't do seismic.
The launch initiator this time was a dispute over how I get home and how much it costs.
Let me explain.
My expense sheet this time included a train ticket from Gatwick Airport to Plymouth, costing £166. The party chief onboard was concerned that this was more than twice the air fare with AirSouthWest, at £75.
My main reason for losing it this time was the fact that the PC wouldn't accept any more first class tickets. The SLB travel standard states that 1st class train travel is allowed, but only at managers discretion. For the PC to stop me using this seems to me to be a bit cheap. I should also say that it's part of the PC's performance to reduce costs onboard, and he gets a percentage of what's saved.
Going on the flight means I have to go through security again, can't drink too much because of the flight, and then I'm crammed into a tiny plane for the 1hour 20mins it takes to get to Plymouth. I also have to wait 5 hours in the airport. It's not that good an airport. If there was a business lounge I could use that'd be different. With all the noise etc I'm normally quite tense and not at all relaxed when I get home by plane.
The train takes a more leisurely 3.5-4hrs to get from Gatwick to Plymouth. I'm much happier sitting on a train listening to my MP3 player and drinking a bottle of wine. By the time I get home I'm nice and mellow. It's a great way to chill out. As Pink Floyd would say 'Comfortably Numb'.
The office fella rang the other day to ask what was going on and to offer me a place on the new vessel, Blue Arrow. I thought about it.
The red mist has since lifted and I've decided to stay on, for a little while longer at least.
Breathe in, breathe out, move on.
I've now got to send an email to the office, explaining everything again. Don't want to cry wolf too often, especially at the office. Quite lucky at the moment as I know both the office dudes from my time on the Pride.
Not that keen to go to the Blue Arrow as the shift they offered is on for Christmas this year and I don't want that just at the moment.
