So, yesterday I finally landed in Gaafu Alif Villingili, and let me tell you, the view from the window seat during the flight made me appreciate my job more than I thought I would. It's crazy how lucky I am to get this bird's-eye view, flying through the clouds and feeling like I'm in a different world.
But today, things took a turn. I
was in the middle of training nurses at the hospital when Azard, bless his
heart, decided to play the interruption game. I couldn't help but roll my eyes
in my head. It's not that I hate the guy, but seriously, it felt like he was
trying to show off or something. Dude, it's my job—I know what I'm doing.
And then, to top it off, he
starts reminding me about what to discuss, like it's my first rodeo. Ugh, major
eye roll moment. It's not about hating Azard, but his insensitivity was off the
charts. I'm just trying to do my thing, you know?
To make matters worse, he brings
up the fact that Habeeb might questioning me why I didn't bring certain stuff.
Like, come on! I'm on my leave, and they asked me to cut it short for this. Is
that even ethical? Sometimes it feels like they think they own us just because
they're the bosses.
And don't even get me started on
how they make a big deal out of everything. I mean, I'm glad to be here doing
the training, but could they at least let me go back to the office from my
annual leave and plan things properly? Nope, they couldn't wait. It's like the
world will end if I don't drop everything and come running.
Honestly, I don't want to quit—I like what I do. But I want to do it on my terms, you know? Make my own timeline and work without drowning in a toxic environment. Lately, it's been a crazy ride—studying notes, dealing with IGMH concerns, and juggling toxic office vibes. I'm seriously thinking about starting fresh in Dubai
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