Ever get that feeling that you’ve made a mistake? A big one?
I know I have, I’ve got it now.
Eighteen months ago it dawned onallatsea that being a MWS was not for him anymore. Life in that role is spent away from home, often in trying and frankly at times, disgusting living conditions doing a task that no-one really wants you to do other than the underwriters. Sometimes of course, the conditions can be very pleasant and doable and life isn’t so bad then, despite being far from home. Anyway, enough was enough and so the resignation went in.
The resignation wasn’t accepted, allatsea was persuaded to have the winter off and then do attendances that he was willing and happy to do. All very nice.
And so 2014 passed, some of the attendances were challenging, very challenging at times, but in the main all of them were on good tonnage with good contractors on good projects for world class clients. There were times when the ‘strain’ of the situations and the absence from home were very difficult to bear but the living conditions and the support of the clients was enough to make it acceptable as a lifestyle.
Not so at the moment. Allatsea finds himself in Egypt with a bit of a lacklustre attendance that’s brought all the fears and the stomach churning and the vulnerability back with a rush and a horror that is signally a bag of pooh. Big mistake to have not insisted on the resignation sticking all those months ago, he would have found something more suitable if had, and a huge mistake to have put his hands up for this particular attendance.
If he survives the lunacy on the local roads, the ‘conditions’ aboard the installation barge, the lack of contact with anything decent and an acute urge to end it all, he’ll be back blogging normally in around 5 weeks.
Wish him luck……………………….please please please please.