Flight from Dallas to Phoenix last night. One gate number on my ticket; another gate number announced by one crew member on the plane before the flight departed; yet another gate given when I got out of the plane and then when I finally got into DFW? Loud broadcasts of yet another gate change! Crazy! But it turned out to be my good fortune. They had to bring in a second plane/crew to handle the load going to Phoenix and I had been reassigned to second aircraft and that plane was maybe 2/3rd's full. I got to my seat, only 1 dude sitting there, no one in middle seat, I had window - I only get window seat. The guy 2 seats over is my age, nice enough person, we exchanged a few niceties and that was that, I went to sleep.
I was in and out of sleep with the rather loud, pre-recorded sounds of directions broadcast over the plane's speaker system. But finally, got to sleep and didn't wake up for quite awhile. When I woke up out of that one, I looked around wondering where I was at - had gone into deep sleep, came out a bit dazed. Looked to my left and there was Josiah sitting there.
???? I thought I must be dreaming, what on earth. That woke me up and I saw the man that had been sitting there was now a kid that looked very much like Josiah - the 16 year old - had on gym shorts and track shoes to boot. I'm sitting there staring at this kid. I feel eyes on me. I look over and there is the man that was sitting next to me. Finally come out of this daze and understand that the man is with family, the boy must have wanted out of that cramped 3 person situation, the dad is staring at me. I just smiled at him - the dad that is - the boy was totally oblivious of it - and yes, I went back to sleep.
It was just very strange that I had this reminder of what I had just left sitting there on the aircraft.
Well regardless. Yesterday, sitting in her house in Texas, my company phone started ringing. I am looking at the phone and it showing the ops manager. I instantly had a bad feeling about this, my mind raced through numerous possibilities of why he would be calling me when he knew I was on vacation - and I was not wrong. My manager had been fired and he wanted me to know about it before I came back in. I found out today the extent of what had happened - my manager had a screw come loose and I have no clue. I am not going to go into that, but just to say that he fired himself.
I dunno, I don't want to go into all of that I just know that between getting in late last night and coming into that this morning plus having a security guard there - manager had to be escorted off property by police - and the chaos of no-one not knowing what is going on and with orders, I had my hands full. The main warehouse manager was attempting to tell me what to do, please. He knows full well I do all of this stuff on a daily basis without anyone's help, I don't need this kind of crap being forced upon me. I just im'ed him back: I have this covered, thanks.
Amazingly, I was left to myself for the rest of the day, driving all over the place. The ops manager is running our store, he didn't call me a single time. I know what they were thinking but I quickly assuaged those fears. I am not going to go off the deep end because of this and they might have to deal with me, too. Not a happening event. I am leaving town, I don't need this. I want to transfer over to another location within our company, not get canned and lose my job. I just won't go into the details of what happened with manager because yes, it was that bad and no, I don't feel it's a good thing to spread that out on the internet even if it may never leave the folds of this blog's corners.
I have not heard back from Shreveport. I am not necessarily worried, but they said they would give me an answer this week and dangit, I need that answer either for good or bad. I need to be able to move on one way or the other. Haven't heard back from American, either. I am asking for a voucher for free round trip flight for the bs. Okay, long shot I am sure but still, worth a try.
There is more, a lot more actually. But my second wind has faded and I am drifting out. It's only a quarter after six but I am coming back from a place that's a quarter after 8. This whole business of traveling back and forth really messes with my internal clock. Yeah, I am pretty much exhausted and hope to get something of a decent night's sleep tonight.
ben
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