According to an article by ABC Australia, a student by the name of Isabella Beale has called out the national carrier of Singapore, Singapore Airlines (SIA) for ‘discriminating’ her a few times on the flight as she’s an amputee.

Said that she was singled out by SIA’s crew for being seated at the emergency exit row

The 23 year old who was on a trip with her family to Europe at the start of the year said that she was called out as she had been seated on the seats at the emergency exit row.

The seats had been booked by a family member of hers.

SIA website had set conditions for seating in the emergency exit row on their website

When booking flight tickets on the SIA website, there are conditions for passengers who want to sit on the emergency exit rows to meet.

Pregnant women, people under the age of 15, passengers travelling with infants and passengers who require ‘special assistance’ are not allowed to be seated at the emergency exit rows.

Beale said that even though she is an amputee without a left forearm, she did not need any assistance.

Alleged that SIA crew humiliated her on her flight from Australia

Beale also said that when she got onto the flight from Australia, one of the staff left her feeling ashamed in front of the other passengers.

She alleged that one of the female crew went up to her and said in a tone which was quite loud and rushed and demanded that she get out of her seat immediately.

She said that she was shocked but switched seats with her partner which she thought that would settle the issue because she was not directly next to the emergency door.

However, she said that the crew still insisted that she had to move to the seats behind.

She also said that she cried a little due to the feeling of being humiliated by the crew.

Beale said that she understood that there are policies in place by the airline about people with disabilities and the emergency exit row but she feels that even so, the staff could at least treat her like a normal human being.

Said that her return flight was worst, manager straight up pointed at her amputated limb

When she returned to Australia, she claimed that the treatment she received was much worst than the flight out from Australia.

She was still ‘discriminated’ by the staff even after she checked with the ground staff at the check-in desk about her seating arrangements.

She said that the ground staff had confirmed her queries and reissued her ticket but it was also at the plane’s exit row.

On board the plane, she said that a female crew went up to her when it was almost time for take off demanding for her ticket and telling her that she have to move without treating her like a human being.

Beale also mentioned that the crew spoke to her partner and his mother, making her feel like the crew took it that she was unable to understand her explanation.

When she asked for an explanation, more staff from the airline boarded the flight and by the time when all of them came up, she said that the entire flight was watching them.

She also said that the manager pointed at her missing limb and said out loudly and repeatedly that it was an obvious problem in front of the whole row of people.

All these made her hurt and upset and made her felt like she was being strongly ‘discriminated’.

Follow up actions by SIA

An SIA spokesperson apologised for causing ‘distress or embarrassment’ in a statement to Beale.

The statement also said that SIA takes all these allegations seriously and does not tolerate discrimination or harassment.

SIA also investigated on the matter and found out that the crew which were on the flight had taken those actions because they had assessed that Beale did not conditions to sit at the emergency exit row.

Singapore’s Civil Aviation Authority has clear rules on passengers with disabilities or have their mobility restricted to not be seated at the emergency exit row.

They added that the decision to not allow Beale the seat should have been made when she checked in or during the process of boarding, but it was not done.

SIA also said that the crew onboard the flight made the decision to move Beale in the event of any eventualities regarding safety and also said that the interactions between the crew and Beale could have been rushed because there is a short time frame to prepare the aircraft to be able to take off.

SIA also said that the staff involved were given extra customer service training after the complaint was received, and Beale and her family had been refunded for the extra costs which they paid for the emergency exit row seats.

Image source: Belle Beale/Facebook

The other day, my boss said something that really got me thinking. In a meeting, he made a comment about how employees are just like pet dogs.

Replaceable

He said that you can get a new one anytime and that there’s really no need to “invest” in employees.

At first, I was stunned. I had worked at the company for over a year and I was feeling quite comfortable. I had started to form relationships with my co-workers and I thought that I was doing a decent job. But hearing my boss say that made me wonder if I had been working in vain.

But after some thought, I realized that I had been taking his statement out of context. Sure, he may have implied that employees aren’t worth investing in, but I think that he was trying to make a point about how important it is to make sure that employees are happy and content.

The truth is, employees are not like pet dogs; they are valuable members of the team. In a successful business, employees are the ones that make the business run.

But if a boss can have the cheek to make such a statement in front of everyone, I start to think twice if the boss will value any of us.

When I think about it, not just this company I work at. Everywhere we work at we are nothing but pawns and easily replaceable.

I am think If I should continue to work in this company? But on second thought, everywhere else is the same.

I think it’s better I suck it up until I win TOTO or I start my own business.

Till then, I am someone’s dog until I can become a boss and make someone else my B***

I never expected things to turn out the way it did. It all started with a joke.

I had just finished uni and was backpacking around Taiwan when I met this girl at a cafe. We got talking and we got along well. I joked that I would date her if she lost 30kg. She laughed and I thought that was it.

Little did I know that she would take me seriously.

Four months later, I received a message from her saying that she had lost 30kg and wanted to meet me in Singapore. I was taken aback and thought it was a joke. But deep down, I was also flattered.

So I agreed to meet her in Singapore. I was totally unprepared for what happened next.

When I saw her, she was really slim and looked so beautiful. I couldn’t believe it. She had worked really hard to make this happen.

I felt really guilty for making the joke and I told her so. She said it was no big deal and that she was actually happy to have achieved her goal. I was really touched by her words.

That was the start of our relationship. We started dating and, over time, we fell in love.

I’m so glad that she took me seriously and made the effort to come to Singapore to meet me. I’m also thankful that she was brave enough to take a chance and make a change in her life.

We are still together and it has been two years since that fateful day. We often look back at that time and laugh. We also joke about how she was able to make me keep my promise.

I’m glad that things worked out the way they did and I’m looking forward to the future. This experience taught me that things can happen when you least expect it. It also taught me that anything is possible if you put in the effort and have the courage to take risks.

My friend has always been a little too ambitious. His stories of grandeur and wealth have always been a little too far-fetched to be true.

I came home from overseas only to find him in a pretty tight spot. He told me that his mother owned a building in the Tanjong Pagar area and that he needed money to pay his phone bill.

I was taken aback. I knew his family had money, but I had no idea that they were that wealthy. I was intrigued and wanted to know more about this building and how he was going to pay his phone bill. He told me that the building was owned by his mother, and that she had used it as an investment. He said that she had made a lot of money from it and that he was going to use some of that money to pay his phone bill.

I was skeptical. I had heard a lot of lies from my friend in the past, so I decided to do a little research. I went online and searched for the building in question. Lo and behold, there was no building owned by his mother in Tanjong Pagar. I was confused and asked him why he lied to me. He just shrugged and said that he thought it sounded better than saying he was broke.

I was disappointed in my friend. I thought he was better than that. I understand that people sometimes have to stretch the truth in order to make their stories sound more interesting, but this was a blatant lie. He was not only lying to me, but he was also lying to himself. He was trying to convince himself that he was wealthier than he actually was.

I told him that he needed to be honest with himself and with others. He needed to face reality and accept his current situation. He needed to understand that his mother did not own a building in Tanjong Pagar and that he needed to find other ways to pay his phone bill.

What a moron

I was born in a wealthy family. My father was a wealthy man who owned acres of land, a few big businesses, and was a major stockholder in several companies. He was a kind and generous man who spent his money to benefit others, not just himself.

Despite his wealth, he always instilled in me the importance of hard work and the value of money. He taught me that wealth doesn’t last forever, and that eventually it dissipates over generations.

I never expected to see his words come true, but unfortunately, I did. My father’s wealth did not survive three generations. This was due to my nephew, who sold my father’s gold to hang flowers for a hostess in a disco.

I’m sure you can imagine my shock and disappointment when I found out what my nephew had done. He had taken my father’s gold, which was meant to be used to help people in need, and used it to decorate a disco. I was livid.

My nephew had no idea the value of the gold he sold. He thought it was just a piece of jewellery and didn’t realize it was worth a fortune. He also didn’t understand the importance of preserving family wealth. He thought it was just a way to make a quick buck, and didn’t think about the future.

The consequences of my nephew’s actions were severe. Not only did he lose the gold, he also lost a significant chunk of our family’s wealth. This was a major blow to our family’s legacy, and it was something that we would never be able to recover.

I am angry with my nephew for his actions, but I also understand why he did it. He was young and naive and didn’t understand the long-term implications of his actions. He thought he was being clever and making a quick buck, but he didn’t think about the consequences.

I believe that my father’s words are true: wealth never survives three generations. But, I also believe that it is possible to preserve wealth and pass it down to future generations. It takes hard work and dedication, but it is possible.

My nephew may have made a mistake, but it is not a mistake that I am going to let define our family. I am determined to keep my father’s legacy alive, and to ensure that our family’s wealth is preserved for generations to come.

my friends believed him but I kept my distance. Not long after, he want my friend to borrow him money which he agreed and he ended up going missing.

Sitting at the bar, I was sipping my beer and talking with my friend when we were approached by a seemingly friendly man. He said he had just moved here from Bangkok, and was eager to make some new friends.

We welcomed him to join us and within minutes, he was already bragging about the massage shop he owned in Bangkok. He said he was a multi-millionaire, everyone got excited but I really don’t care la.

The man had a certain charisma that made him both likable and intriguing. He was always smiling, and he had a way of making everyone around him feel important. I kept my distance, however. Something about him just didn’t seem right.

After a few drinks, he asked my friend if he could borrow some money. My friend, already taken in by the man’s charm and wealth, agreed and handed him a large sum of cash.

The next day, the man disappeared. We searched everywhere for him, but it was like he had vanished into thin air. We were all worried, and wondered what had happened to him.

Weeks later, we found out that the man had been lying about owning a massage shop in Bangkok. He had been using people for money, and had run off with my friend’s cash. We were all shocked and disappointed.

It’s been a few years since that fateful night, and I still think about the man. I can only hope that he found a better life, and that he has learned his lesson. It was a hard lesson for us all, but one that I won’t forget.

As a young man, I always thought of myself as a loyal friend who would go the extra mile to support his loved ones.

I was recently reminded of this when my best friend of over 10 years, John (not real name), announced that he had just started working as an insurance agent.

John had been struggling to find a job after uni and had finally landed his dream job. He asked me if I could support him by buying an insurance policy from him. Even though I wasn’t looking to buy an insurance policy, I wanted to be supportive of my friend’s career and so I agreed. I bought a policy from him and was ready to reap its benefits.

Little did I know that it would all be for nothing. About six months down the road, I got injured in an accident. I had to hospitalize myself and was in need of some much-deserved financial aid. I expected my insurance policy to provide me with the coverage I needed, but it didn’t.

When I approached my friend for help, I was shocked to learn that my claim was rejected due to some paperwork issues. I was frustrated and disappointed, but I was even more surprised to find out that John had gone missing. I had no idea why he had suddenly disappeared.

I tried to call and text him multiple times but to no avail. His phone was off and he wasn’t replying to my emails. I was so frustrated with the situation that I was about to give up on him and move on with my life.

But then I realized how loyal I had been to him in the past. I had always supported him and he had never let me down before. So I decided to give him one more chance and tried to reach out to him one last time.

Finally, after weeks of trying to get in touch with him, I finally got a reply. He told me that he was sorry for not being in contact and that he was dealing with some personal issues. He also said that he would try to help me out with the paperwork and make sure that my insurance claim was approved.

But talk is cheap, I had to call the company to reassign my policy to another agent to do my claims. The insurance company told me that John has been kicked out of the agency after several similar complains.

Knn, support what support all these are nonsense.

I remember the day that I quit my job like it was yesterday. It was a day of mixed emotions and I knew that the decision I had made was the right one.

I go home I see her I don’t want to see her in the company as well

It all started when my wife decided to take a job at the same company I worked for. I knew that it could be difficult, but I was willing to try. Unfortunately, as soon as she started working there, it was nothing but quarrels. We had both been working in the same office for a few weeks when she saw me having a meeting with a female colleague and started accusing me of cheating.

It was very annoying. I was just doing my job and I could not take it anymore. I had been working at that company for a few years and had made some great friends, but I knew that the situation was no longer sustainable and that it was time for me to move on.

I had been thinking about quitting my job for a while, but I was scared of the unknown. I was also scared of disappointing my family and friends who had supported me throughout my career. But I knew that if I wanted to save my marriage, I had to take the leap of faith.

So, I went in and handed in my resignation letter. It was a difficult decision, but I was relieved when it was done. I knew that I was doing the right thing and that I was taking control of my life.

The next few weeks were difficult. I had to adjust to not having a job and having to depend on my wife for financial support. But I also knew that I had made the right decision and that I was doing the best thing for my marriage.

It has now been a few months since I quit my job, and I can honestly say that it was one of the best decisions I ever made.

Sometimes it is not good to work together with your wife or husband in the same company.