An Unenviable Job

You all know about the exploits of an engineer working in the Sakhalin oil and gas industry through my witterings on here.  But probably few will have read about a day in the life of a camp administration girl on one of the construction sites in the north of the island.  My friend Natasha, a Korean Sakhaliner, gives us a glimpse:

Another guy, or actually two guys. Someone took someones bed and they couldn’t decide who will sleep on the top bed and who on the bottom(a bunk bed? not sure about correct name for the bed). So they decide to come around to a Reception office and let me decide who should sleep where and who s wrong etc.  I never knew I could shout at the 40 ish y.o. man that loud and scary. Of course at first i was calm and tried to keep the situation under control, after about 20 minutes of listening two babies cry I when the phrase “I want justice” I lost it.

Around 10 “I want to change my room, the guys are snoring and there is a wind coming in from the power socket”
me- “So they do snore in my room and the wind blows from the sockets, and they will snore in another room and the wind will blow too, if not from the socket, then from the night light that was screwed into the wall all the way through out. Furthermore i don’t have a spare bed just to put you in”

Poor girl.  Read the whole thing.


4 thoughts on “An Unenviable Job

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  2. Blogs do make me laugh out loud from time to time. This certainly did:

    “Ate a candy the other day (those filled with liquor). Decide to go straight to a security supervisor and do a breath test.”

  3. Comical. It’s not surprising that the phrase, “I want justice” made her snap, because although it once meant the matter to be decided was a serious life issue, everything that does not now work out to complete satisfaction is an injustice.

    Still, I can’t believe such a situation is typical. In my experience, two men are more likely to become angry and fight it out until the issue is decided by force rather than running to a girl to settle it. And if it were typical, some would see it as progress when compared to the alternative.

    I wonder why such dwellings are so shoddy? Is it because they’re temporary? They’ve certainly shown they can build better if there’s sufficient reason. Is comfort really such a low priority when there are so few distractions and the region is so forbidding?

  4. Mark, it was a temporary construction camp which wasn’t bad when it was built, but by the time it had 840 contractors sleeping in it for 4 years it was slightly worse for wear. Then, typically for an oil company, they decided to make the temporary camp permanent but didn’t really upgrade it. Then, also typically for an oil company, they realised the camp was too small for the expansion project that came along 2 years later but solved the problem by ramming more people in and hoping for the best. That’s pretty much where Nat found herself. In short, it is being used way beyond its design life and housing far too many people. This is so normal for an oil and gas project it barely seems worth mentioning.

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