Welcome back, screw you

I have been the recepient of the 'Welcome back, screw you' special from my employer. I am sitting at Singapore airport spending the last few hours of my vacation there and I do the stupid thing and check my office email. Why? Because I was bored and like to know what is going on at work. Amongst the myriad of email, I see the Victoria Day schedule. I see that I am working. Then I see the schedule for the Sunday before Victoria Day (Victoria Day being on the Monday). I see that I am working that day as well. And I am given the choice of whether I want a day off the week after. Are you kidding me?

So... not only do I get an extra-short long weekend, I also get to work at odd hours. Just what I need after my vacation. You would think these people would have some consideration for my sanity but then again why should they? Things like this not only piss me off, they also add to the list of grievances I have against these lovely folks.

So the next time you are in Singapore airport and get the urge to check your office email, don't. Or you will get the Welcome Back, Screw You special to think about on your 18 hour flight back. With a sick old lady sitting next to you trying to throw up. But that's another story for another time.

Instead, go eat at the airport. Go out of the airport. Go see the 6 gardens within the airport. Buy all the things you didn't need. Like the $132 dollar bottle of Krug I got!

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