‘Hey! Why are you being the lookout and signing people in water?’ Tom yelled. He always yelled to demand because he was the skipper.
‘Because I’m the only person onboard.’ I said without emotions. At least, I tried to hide the anger.
‘One trainee is being lookout on bow, and the other one is helping to fix the tender. All the instructors are in the water.’ I explained to cover the anger in my first reply.
Tom was lost for words for a few seconds. Then, ‘get a hostee to be the lookout.’ he said.
I did not respond, continued to signed in people. He just said something to give an out.
This month I started working on liveaboard. It was understaffed and chaotic as usual. As a result, people were working under stress and losing temper. From the first day I started this trip, there were arguments among staff. This was the last day of this trip, and I was about to lose my temper.
Yesterday the shop had left me only one trainee. It had been weird because it took at least two trainees to run the diving and snorkeling session, one being the lookout on bow and the other being the snorkel guide. It had not been fair to put the only trainee to the lookout for a whole day, so I had even put myself as the lookout in the early morning session.
Also, the shop had pull back almost all the spare diving equipments from liveaboard yesterday. The equipments and regular daytrip boat would be used for a charter trip today. I had assumed that not many passengers were coming. I had been supposed to finish the job easily and go home. However, it had been a surprise that more than a dozen passengers had come but no diving equipments this morning. I had barely prepared a few set of diving equipments so that new passengers could take turn for diving.
Now the crisis was not over yet. I didn’t adequate staff, either. I had run the dive deck for both daytrip and liveaboard passengers by myself. What the hell Tom were shouting at me. You were supposed to shout at someone in the shop that had made me in this situation. Besides, you was the skipper of the daytrip boat, but I was working on the liveaboard ship. What the hell you were shouting at me.
Whatever, at least, I could go home tonight. I had no break at all between morning and afternoon sessions. I had grabbed a plate and gulped down my lunch within a few minutes. Finally, all passengers had fun and came back from water. Right after the dive deck was packed up, I took a few minutes to pack up my belongs for home.
‘Can you stay?’ new trip director came to ask me.
‘No,’ I instantly rejected, ‘I’m sorry that I cannot help you.’ I knew they desperately needed manpower, but I had enough. Not only I couldn’t stay on this boat, but also I couldn’t stay in this company. I had to leave.