Virginal Grounds
Monday, August 29th, 2005Today is the day…the day that i have been anticipating for the past few weeks ….my first time….. i was all flooded with a mixture of emotions…i was all excited as this was all a new experience for me, yet at the same time i was nervous and bothered that my keen excitement would later be extinguish by my incompetence and failure to perform up to my own expectations.
Today marked the day I ventured into new grounds on the quest to grasp my work knowledge and procedures as much and as soon as posibble….And soon it was, as it is after all only my 2nd month.
The chance had befallen on me not by choice…actually it was by no other choice that I was granted this oppurtunity. As all my other colleagues had leaped and taken the responsibility of handling cabin tasks, I ,being at the bottom of the ranking ladder had to bare whatever position task that was left with. And I was left with a B2 position…yup…galley work.
Nevertheless instead of feeling bummed by it, i was actually gladen by it… for a moment I think my eyes sparkled and gleamed then with delight and enthusiasm when i realised i was going to hold the galley position. And all at the same time it was nerve wrecking as I was after all virginal to galley work. And to top it off I had immense pressure to perform as my Chief loudly and confidently announce that I was ready for it when all else doubt in my capability. But truth be told I was adding pressure to myself too as I rose to the task so eagerly that I was afraid I’d let myself down if things did not go well.
Anyway as it was a 1 meal per sector route, my task was lighten slightly with the elimination of the need to thaw and change meals. But knewing that changed nothing as it was a full load with minimal time frame to complete all the tasks.
As I boarded and entered the galley, everything seems foreign to me, as if I had never seen the compartments and switches before this, when in fact I have, not once but nemerous times before. Never before had I felt such hesitance in handling and checking all the equipments. Maybe it is due to the fact that I knew the consequences is for me and me alone to bare if there be any mishap. This responsibility weighs on me that I lost focus momentarily thinking about all the posibble ways that I can screw-up.
Yet in the midst of all that I also felt a sense of empowerment as I am put in-charged of the galley and that I was bestowed the power to run the galley however I see fit…well as long as all the work gets done in the end with no casualties. And with that thought i shifted my gear to high and scanned my brains for all the information that I had gathered and picked up from Ben(my team steward) during my past few flights with him. Just as I was running down the list of things to do in my head, my dear Chief came chirping into the galley. I deliberatedly used the word chirped, as he is often heard singing verses of famous hit songs. Anyway after he’s presence in the galley everything else was a whirlpool of blurred events. I was no longer thinking just obeying and listening to instructions from my Chief. I understand that he had every intention to encourage me to think ahead of what will be the next task to do by firing series after series of questions and remarks. But as time was such a constrain on this route plus with the speed of my familiarity to the tasks, he had no choice but to meddle more deeply and be more of a puppetmaster than a mentor to me.
To set the record straight I did overall enjoyed the entire experienced. In fact I enjoyed a great deal of it to the extend it puzzled Ben as to of my enthusiasm. Well, learning new things never fails to excite me because that is what life is all about, to learn and learn even more. It is undeniable that all humans will experience fasination with every new lesson learned, be it learning of other people’s perception for ones’ self or learning that there are indeed other lifeforms in the universe or just simply learning a new working task…such as the task of a galley stewardess. Now Amen to that….