Wednesday, December 26, 2012

The Escape Plan

In the last few days I spent many hours searching for vacancies in the Gulf and Europe, I applied in any vacancy that had the slightest resemblance to my current career track. My main target now is to exit this country before it's eminent financial implosion, eminent is the only way to describe it. I've been even losing sleep over that, imaging what this country has to go through over the next few years makes me feel worried enough to be willing to accept positions that I'd have definitely rejected few months ago.

Most of the people I talked to in my line of business are feeling the same way and I'm sure most of them are spending their insomniac nights going through online vacancies. Survival instinct kicking in pushing every body to search for that lifeline that'd ensure his survival during the financial meltdown, and as a side effect hammering in the last nail in this countries coffin. With all the skilled workers running out even with the devalued EGP multinationals wouldn't be that interested in operating in egypt, especially with the political instability we've been going through lately. This country is becoming less and less attractive by the passing of every minute, and even though layoffs aren't even a possibility right now it's only a matter of time till they are.

During the darkest times after the MOIs dissaoearance act and the state of lawlessness and chaos this country fell into right after the revolution, I was provided with a generous offer by employer at the time to move into another country till things settle down. An offer I promptly rejected citing how I believe in egypt and how I feel I belong here, egypt needed me and I'd never leave it in such conditions I added. Looking back I realize how I felt that I belonged in this country high in national pride and full of positivity. It wasn't much of a surprise to learn later that they extended the same offer to each and every member in my team and they all individually rejected it. Even before that fresh out university I turned down several offers to work in the Gulf always saying that egypt isn't a hotel you leave as soon as you can. I had a duty towards this country and I'm not leaving till I fulfill it. Obviously that egypt I was talking about was nothing more than a figment of my imagination, an illusion I shared with a certain class of people, yet it never really existed.

With every decision the people make I realize how little I know about the locals, a completely different type of people who share little to nothing with me.