My colleague, whom I shall call Miss Itchy-Backside, had managed to get the junior officers’ rotation in our department rolling once more at the last meeting.
It was a very interesting and revealing discussion, since it showed me how my colleagues truly feel about working at certain stations as well as their loathing to work with (or is it for?) one of the deputy bosses. All very civilly done of course but I’m sure that the lady got a slight hint or two on what all the juniors thought of her. Not that it would bring any change in her attitude, which is a sad waste.
As for me, I actually hated the thought of leaving my current station. It’s my usual adversity to change and I recognized it for what it is. Therefore, I gamely swallowed my protests and let the change take its course (that is as long as they didn’t put me with the Dragon Lady or at the supply centre from Hell, which they didn’t!).
Though I am terrified at the prospect of being second in charge of a different station, I feel that it is to my disadvantage to become too comfortable at any one station. I want to become more flexible. I want to be able to go with any flow. I want to embrace change and let go of my cowardly desire to remain comfortable in a single situation. Because the truth of the matter is that the only constant thing in this world is change! So I’d better get used to it whether like it or not.
Here’s to my unknown, unmeasurable future. Kampai!