Afghanistan weather is weird. It beats Michigan weather hands down. You wake to winter and it's freezing, and you spend the day till 3 pm peeling layers off until the high of 80 or somewhere around that. Then you're ready for a nice dip in a pool that's located in dreamland, because the only water around here is bottled. This is the very reason that I had to bring a little of every season in clothing. When I go to bed the tent is still hot and stuffy from the day, so someone has the air conditioning on. My big news was I finally got passed the remote control to the heater and air conditioner units. YEAH! Only the highest in seniority get to hold it and while I moved from FOB to FOB, I still had the highest seniority, once I returned back to Shangri La. I asked to move to the tent with all of my friends only to have all of the bitches...oops, my friends move to their own assigned private rooms. And they left me with the TCN's, (third country nationals) who don't or won't speak English. The temperature control units are located near the ceiling and only an amazon could reach it with a ladder, then they need to know how to work it. Mere mortals have no power to reach it, hence the remote. And I have it! YEAH! In Kenya, it must be 200 degrees year round because those little girls are freezing all of the time. They walk around with their 70's coats: warm, short, furry collars... ala Pat Benatar. I can be comfortable or I can be nice because I'm totally surrounded by Kenyans as my UK buddies have gone home as well. Then my good buddy in billeting (room assignments) had some mercy on me and gave me my own room too. Very big no, no for a passer by as me. Short are my success'.
The class system for every particular country is very visible here.. Top dogs are in top positions and the lowest do very low jobs: sort garbage, do laundry, pot washers, clean toilets. Jobs for which somebody has to do and I'm very grateful and always thank them for their duty to their task.
It's also amazing that everyone has to be able to read and write English to work here, but the lowly masses can't speak it. This is suppose to change this year if they want to keep their jobs, Amazing! It's more weeding of the haves and don't want. You'd think the hiring process would have identified these things that could get in the way. I have no problem with them. I just write it down and have them read. It works out just fine. Another thing is who do you think will do these crappy jobs for peanuts- not Americans. I was thinking of jumping ship and was offered a job doing something totally different. They told me the pay and I swore it was too low per year...so, No Thank You...Then the guy said, No, It's per month. I'm sending my resume tonight! Pray for me! The job is only available to Americans. I don't know what to say- WTH or thank you God or both. What a world that we live in.
The class system for every particular country is very visible here.. Top dogs are in top positions and the lowest do very low jobs: sort garbage, do laundry, pot washers, clean toilets. Jobs for which somebody has to do and I'm very grateful and always thank them for their duty to their task.
It's also amazing that everyone has to be able to read and write English to work here, but the lowly masses can't speak it. This is suppose to change this year if they want to keep their jobs, Amazing! It's more weeding of the haves and don't want. You'd think the hiring process would have identified these things that could get in the way. I have no problem with them. I just write it down and have them read. It works out just fine. Another thing is who do you think will do these crappy jobs for peanuts- not Americans. I was thinking of jumping ship and was offered a job doing something totally different. They told me the pay and I swore it was too low per year...so, No Thank You...Then the guy said, No, It's per month. I'm sending my resume tonight! Pray for me! The job is only available to Americans. I don't know what to say- WTH or thank you God or both. What a world that we live in.
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