The games people play...I received a mystery box, no return address. It was filled with books, air packs and CD's...AND, the CD's were blank- strange. Any other place in the world this would be a welcomed gift. But in the war world, security...military... postal service- you get the picture. Let's enter into The Twight Zone
...Next episode...again, I received a mystery box. This time at a base that I have never been placed at and it did have a return address...from a charitable institute in the United States, (I don't think so). The procedure is the same. WTH? The million dollar question has been. What is in the box and why am I being targeted? It's scary... There's a bad guy around every corner.
More games.. I was talked into signing for a second year with guilt. Quote, " I busted my ass to get them to re- sign you for a second year and now you don't want to stay?" So with my head held in shame, I re-signed...drum roll please... only to be denied the contract. WTH? Games, games and more games. And the hits just keep on coming!
So back to wondering why someone would send me "potentially laced boxes" filled with random stuff... strange...and a company label placed on top?. Apparently they were sent by someone from my workplace. The placards are not readily available on the internet. Let me think?_?_? Whos tail have I stepped on recently? The last idiot supervisor that I had who pushed me down the stairs, (me-injured- boo hoo!). And he strolled into my bedroom at the ungodly hour of 6am like he owned the place and me in my jammies. (you know what a hot granny I am!). There were other infractions by him, but why go on. I complained and I was transferred. I don't call name,(well, not in this blog anyway), but does this not sound like retaliation? I'm such a bad girl! He alienated most everyone at the base and then targeted me. Seriously, I thought he was a social misfit and I tried to help him out. But, This is a warzone after all. I had no idea that the enemy would come from within. He happens to be an idiot pet of the top brass, so gone I go. I'm just little peas after all.
And glad I am. It was a tough decision to stay after the year that I had. Afghanistan is remarkable and beautiful and I had so many amazing experiences and adventures. I loved the work and the people are like an extended family that I care about so much. I really loved it here. It's really too bad that a few were allowed to play games and bully the rest. The company is losing a lot of good people. We're all in mass exodus to the promise land or another contract, which ever comes first.
