So...... RER had a problem, took a while to figure it out with my bad french, eventually gave up and ran for a taxi (i dont normally run due to 7 knee ops), long queue, €35 later I arrive just as my flight leaves, blagged a free change for first leg even though i was on a non changeable, non refundable ticket, as in go fuck yourself if something goes wrong ticket.
But couldn't get on the next flight so ended up BMIbaby but who cares since I got home at least even if it was 4 hours too late to support my daughter as in intended in her school event, how many more times will that happen till i get the "Oh right dad you always say you will be there but you never come" and I feel like an uncaring twat?
In fact where is the recognition from work that we put our personal lives on hold or miss them all together for work and at the same time get treated like an errant, stupid, schoolkid, I like to think I am a professional, I understand budgets and the need to save money but there are limits and to be perfectly honest I am so beyond that, I already was and then a team mate, as in someone else being treated like a twat for trying to do his job, spoke up and I can't help but back him up regardless
I hate the situation I am in, I hate the process, the procedure, the assumption I have no idea how to be effective and get the best deal and above all the shit it creates, I give up
