Another long delay but I'm back

I really am going to make an effort to keep this more up to date. Not because people are reading it and clawing for the next thrilling installment in my professional life, but because it's a record for me - kind of like my journal but without all the emotional bullshit.

99% of my time these days is spent down at Qantas, even though in 5 days the domestic flights with them will no longer exist. Subsequently, and thanks to the brilliant idea of over-recruiting, my hours have been cut back considerably. I've just passed the two-and-a-half year mark with this company and this is how they repay me. My manager informed me the other day that I'm considered "senior staff" which sounds overly ridiculous. But it's true. High turnover much?

This airline really needs to take a long, hard look at itself and think about what it's planning here. Experienced staff are only going to move on to better and bigger things - outside the company - if the hours are cut back. Yes, we love our staff travel, but that can't be an incentive forever. What use is it when you're working 20 hours a week and can barely pay your bills? It's more like a carrot dangling in front of my pig of a rabbit.

I used to have real, honest respect for this airline. And they are still the best employers I've ever had (at the wise old age of 24). It just wouldn't hurt, once in a while, to be acknowledged for the positives instead of constantly being reminded of my short comings. Apparently I don't make my presence felt, which I do on purpose to avoid being labelled a try-hard or know-it-all. You can't win.

So recently I got a semi "promotion" after being approached for the position of Qantas service control. I was genuinely and pleasantly shocked. Never in a million years did I myself think I was capable of that role, let alone thinking the managers would look at me in that way. Yet they pulled me aside and asked me directly after everyone else had been hired in the normal apply-and-be-interviewed process. I've got to give credit to the company for that. My confidence has really boosted in this role and I feel like I'm not actually as mediocre as I thought. Which just makes the idea of losing more hours even harder to bear.

It's such a catch-22. Love the job, love the people. Hate the hours, hate the uncertainty surrounding the place right now. Anyway, another 4am shift tomorrow so should be off to bed. Keep smiling, it's free :)