As you can see from the subject line, I am moving. I am going back to reefers. This was my choice. As, ya’ll know the last few weeks have been very stressful for me. I did put in for the foreman’s position, but pulled my resume back out of the stack tonight. I knew a long time ago that there were a lot of politics and butt kissing going on to get promotions around here. And as ya’ll know, I don’t play that game. Yes to some extent I wanted the job. But I wanted it because care about the drivers out at TDC. Well, I have come to the conclusion that maybe I care to much to be of any good to them. I have stepped on a few toes in what little I have done. I was told yesterday, that the drivers concerns were not my business. Even though, they come to me and ask me to do something about it. I don’t agree with how some things are being handled out there, but I guess we all have our own way of getting things done. Mine is just different than theirs. And that is OK. But because it is not my business, as I am told, and I am afraid that sooner or later I will be pushed out, I am going north on my own terms and how I want to. The whole situation out there is not a healthy one for me to be in. And seeing that it isn’t, I am removing myself from it. I will be leaving behind several people that I have gotten to know and respect and can call friend. They are not happy about my leaving. I have been up all day explaining to them why I choose to go back to reefers and move north. I knew that I was well liked out at TDC, but I guess I didn’t really know how much till now. One guy flat out told me that I couldn’t leave. Another, said that he didn’t understand all my reasons, and that I would be missed very much. And even another said that I was “everyone’s girlfriend”. I had to have him explain that one. He says that since they are not allowed to have relationships, (most are married as well), that I served the need to talk to a real down to earth female. I joke and carry on with them. I listen to their problems and all. I make sure that each and everyone knows that I they are not alone over here. We even have 2 women in our group and they are not happy that I am leaving. One is my room mate. I know that I am really going to miss all these guys and gals. We used to get together and play cards or go to Fahaheel, and forget that we are in Kuwait. We were just a few friends getting together for a bit of fun and laughter. And laugh is something we did lots of. I am really going to have a hard time telling them good by in a few days. I know that there are going to be lots of tears. But Eddie is going to get a list of email addresses for me so we can all stay in contact with each other and they will have mine.
Now on to what I will be doing. If things don’t change, I think I will be living in Mosul and running either to the border of Turkey or Jordan, to load ice. I also requested this part of it as well. I told them I wanted to go as far north as they could send me and that I didn’t want one the runs that you didn’t get off camp with. I still have lots of Iraq to see. I should have some access to Internet while there. So everyone, please do email me. But also, just again, hand written letters are the best. Those you can take with you and reread them. So, sit down, even if it is only for a few min and write to me.
I have to get back to work now. I hope everyone understands.