Unlike my husband, I was not in love with our cruise.
Don’t get me wrong. Everything was done beautifully. A beautiful boat, a beautiful cabin that included daily fresh fruit … great food, great service, many activities … Norway was simply beautiful, but…
Something is wrong with me. I know that because five of my friends told me so!
· I don’t like to be so indulged, and apparently it makes me weird.
· I don’t like waiters hovering over me like I’m the Queen of England, and I guess that makes me strange.
· I don’t like to feel that the staff is anxious to please me, and I guess it makes me different.
For example, and speaking of ‘daily fresh fruit’: While walking in the passageway, I jokingly said to our cabin-attendant that our bananas were green. I thought it was funny! I almost started singing to him “no, we have no bananas, we have no bananas today.” A real comedienne…
… You would have thought I killed his mother.
He started apologizing profusely, explaining that these were the bananas they received today, and that he is going to go back to the kitchen to see if they received ripe bananas.
… I just hated myself.
Attempting to lower his blood-pressure, I told him we have hundreds of bananas upstairs in the buffet; that I can have as many bananas as I want. He didn’t seem to be consoled. He kept on insisting that he would fix the situation, despite my loud protestations.
Later when my husband came to the cabin, he brought with him some ripe bananas. Wondering about the banana theme, he explained that the cabin attendant stopped him and gave him bananas for me!
And, that’s why I didn’t like the cruise.
And, not to mention seeing all the dining room staff- mostly from third world countries, looking on as passengers wasted enough food to feed their home town..
And formal nights. (See separate rant … I mean, Blog.)
And, for 12 days I was treated by the staff like I had the power to affect their destiny. This is not the power I want.
And lest you think I’m overreacting, I’d like you to know that there are cruise lines who fire their employees the minute their approval rates fall below 92%!
I assume that I’m in the minority, because my friends invariably squeal, “Oh, how I love to be indulged,” and look at me with pity in their eyes. Others patiently explain that if it weren’t for the cruise, the staff would be unemployed and then they’d probably be starving somewhere – i.e., “What is wrong with you?!? Don’t you realize that you’re actually helping them?”
Jewish guilt? Socialist indoctrination? Feeling undeserving, I try to touch on culture, politics and psychology in one swoop…
Choose one of the above, or feel free to add more. I just don’t know.