More reasons not to travel
As if I needed any more reasons to become an anti-travel curmudgeon, there’s the bureaucracy at MPOW.
I ask permission to go to DASER on MPOW’s dime. I duly receive said permission. I go to DASER. I get my reimbursement form signed by my boss and take it in to admin.
Wrong form, says admin. Didn’t you get the email? No, I didn’t get the email, because it was never sent to me in the first place. Oh, okay, I’ll forward you the email. Yeah, thanks.
So I pitch the reimbursement form, fill out the form the email says I’m supposed to fill out, get it signed by my boss and hand it in. Well, great, where’s your reimbursement form?
The one you told me was the wrong form the last time I was in here? Uh-huh. I left the room right then, before I lost my temper. I’m going to have to fill that sucker out AGAIN and get it signed AGAIN. Honest to goodness, for the piddling amount of money we’re talking about here, it’s damned near not worth my trouble.
Is having a clear procedure and documentation thereof really too much to ask? Grrrrr. Maybe I’ll just never leave home again. I’d like that.