Forklift

I'm bad.  I don't check my work email every day.  I don't feel the need to do that.  So I finally got around to checking it on Sat only to find out I was scheduled for forklift training  for today.  Yeah right.  No one said a word about it to me.  No one asked my opinion or if I wanted to do this. It isn't part of my job description.  So I opted not to take the training.  Can't share that with the big boss until next week because she is on vacation this week.  That was another thing I discovered in my emails.
So today I am asked why I'm uncomfortable with it.  It is just like driving a car.  Uhh.  No it is not. I think that just being uncomfortable is enough of a reason.  I do not want the responsibility of driving it and toting around pallets with thousands of dollars worth of books and merchandise.  I don't think I should have to explain how driving backwards (which you do when the pallet is big enough) makes me sick. I don't think I should have to explain that I have a bad sense of depth perception because of the scarring in my eye.  I don't even want to think about the two of those elements combined.  I have an aversion to driving something that isn't protecting me around other moving vehicles and I am much more jumpy since my accident.  I think I should just be able to say I am uncomfortable and that should be enough.  I really should not have to justify because if I am uncomfortable, why would someone want to make me do it?
The flip side of that is I feel like I let someone down.  And that is a crappy feeling.  But sometimes you have to go with your gut and say no.