Well Kids here it is. The last anniversary before I leave Saudi Arabia. 8 Months down and my contract expires in August while I'll be gone on vacation. I'm set to head out near the end of the month and return in the beginning of September.
Wish I could be a little cheerier about this one, but I'm just not feeling it today. I'm pretty sure it has to do with the fact that its the 11th of July and the majority of instructors including yours truly have not been paid. No word has ever come from the bosses, not the executive level bosses nor the middle managers. No excuses, no apologies, no explanations...nothing. The last time this happened, I made it very clear that I work for money, not goodwill, although once the money's in the bank, please, by all means bring on the goodwill! Guess I didn't make myself clear enough.
The good news is that I get on a plane bound for London in 19 days, from London I head over the Atlantic to Chicago and then on to St. Louis I wish I had short timers syndrome, but I don't. I'm just damn lonely. I'm so happy to get out of the house and go to school its ridiculous. I bought another Instructor lunch today just for the company (well that and he deserved it). Summer here is ridiculously boring and lonely for expats. Next year, I might very well take the 60 days and spend 30 of it in Mexico just to escape Saudi during the summer.
Nothing very profound tonight sorry, poor old Uncle Bill is going to worry that I've contracted a case of the blues. Nothing could be further from the truth, I've just got a case of the Saudi's. In 19 days we'll see how my reintroduction to the land of freedom, trees, hills, rivers, women, beer and pork goes. This trip paid really well (when I actually get paid). But it's cost, while no fault of the Kingdom was still exponentially greater.