quite stressed this morning, due to lack of sleep and CONTINUOUS ringing of the office phones.... was doing the food delivery duty for the base yesterday, last delivery was at 2045. After that, I went to watch a movie till about 2200+. Went to bathe, then hit the sack at about 2230 to 2300.
problem is, I could not sleep, and ended up chatting online for about an hour plus till 0030 or so. The next morning, at about 4 I woke up once, then at 520 my alarm clock rang and at 530 the quarter master called for ration delivery. All was cool by 630, and I went back to sleep till about 8 plus when I was called to send personnel about the base.
After sending effectively at about 845, I reached back to the office (the safety officer today was very kind though, although the previous officer on duty was supposed to sign my papers, he had left and the new duty officer offered to sign them for me [unlike the others who normally want me to BEG in some way for a fucking signature]).
The moment I reached to office the shit started startin', first beginning with the sight of THE CIVI CAR which totally puts me off ... then followed by CONTINUOUS phone calls. Like freaking put down on call another phone rings, then when I talking on my phone, the clerk hands me another call. That's all cool, but what really pissed me off was that whiney bitch ATY standing either infront of me or beside me ... and I'm not exaggerating when I say he stinks both in a metaphorical and literal manner ! First he asked me in a fucked up tone "who go lock the ITMS room ! " (as if its my fucking fault or I will know what the fuck or who the fuck locked the door). I brush him off and tell him "how I know sia ... dun disturb i on the phone busy liao" (and my facial expression also shows it - I know this cause the ex navy seal dude is quietly sitting beside me wanting to ask somehting but waiting for me to be free unlike ATY).
Later he tells me his vehicle is broke, first he calls me and says he needa jumpstart the vehicle, so I just tell him why not do it... then he tells me he dunno how to ... like wtf la, there is like fucking other drivers around who are FREE and not to mention the vehical MAINTENANCE guys walking about or lazing around in the office ... why the hell did you have to choose the guy who is on the fucking phone. He then comes infront of me and asks me what to do agian AFTER I have told him WHAT to do ... by now I'm really hot liao cause the asshole on the phone is accusing me of not sending the 8 ton driver down to his location. TO TOP THINGS OFF ATY being an idiot that he is begans drumming his fucking fingers on the table.
The repeating tempo, much like that of the noise produced by the hooves of a horse running only serves to tell me one thing "I am asking you a question, why you put me on hold. the whole fucking world revolves around me". And I interprete it as such. At this point I just snapped and showed him the finger. And yelled at him to go consult the staff sergeant. Only at such an extreme and crude gesture did he fuck off from my face and for the rest of the day till about 2pm after lunch hide away in some hole . That was a great relief as well as rest for me. At about 1130 closer to lunch, the phone calls died down and after lunch there was more or less peace at the desk.
Why I don't AWOL ?
Its not for honor,
its not for glory,
its not for fuck.
Its for all the people that care about me and that I care for
its for my dog (ofcourse, no doubt I would have rathered a cat :P)
and ofcourse its because I don't have the $ to run away to another country and take a degree elsewhere.
You know, yesterday I was talking to clem and all about stuff, and the topic somehow reached a point of "I keep thinking / worrying about work when I'm off work". For me and clem, we got over that phase realising that its just not worth giving two hoots about work when you're off work, cause you're just worrying yourself for no reason and cause you're not just not rewarded enough to do so. All's one of the better nsf's Ive seen around in my tour of duty. He actually took down notes (like HAND fucking written notes) for some crappy lecture which he needed to do inorder to get his clerk access card. Other people would either not bother or just skip the lecture then trial and error the answers (really it reflects upon his character, just like the time nick came back to pick me up form the office after he sent out the stupid civilian contractor).
Today I made a comment amongst all the flying "bullets" - "isn't this exciting, all these phone calls and stress. reminds you of your A'levels doesn't it " . his reply was "A'levels im accountable to myself, but in this office im accountable to 2WO xxx, 1WO XXX, Sir etc etc" Somehow, this reply struck a cord in me ... ... which I do not know how to explain, but it did teach me something.
problem is, I could not sleep, and ended up chatting online for about an hour plus till 0030 or so. The next morning, at about 4 I woke up once, then at 520 my alarm clock rang and at 530 the quarter master called for ration delivery. All was cool by 630, and I went back to sleep till about 8 plus when I was called to send personnel about the base.
After sending effectively at about 845, I reached back to the office (the safety officer today was very kind though, although the previous officer on duty was supposed to sign my papers, he had left and the new duty officer offered to sign them for me [unlike the others who normally want me to BEG in some way for a fucking signature]).
The moment I reached to office the shit started startin', first beginning with the sight of THE CIVI CAR which totally puts me off ... then followed by CONTINUOUS phone calls. Like freaking put down on call another phone rings, then when I talking on my phone, the clerk hands me another call. That's all cool, but what really pissed me off was that whiney bitch ATY standing either infront of me or beside me ... and I'm not exaggerating when I say he stinks both in a metaphorical and literal manner ! First he asked me in a fucked up tone "who go lock the ITMS room ! " (as if its my fucking fault or I will know what the fuck or who the fuck locked the door). I brush him off and tell him "how I know sia ... dun disturb i on the phone busy liao" (and my facial expression also shows it - I know this cause the ex navy seal dude is quietly sitting beside me wanting to ask somehting but waiting for me to be free unlike ATY).
Later he tells me his vehicle is broke, first he calls me and says he needa jumpstart the vehicle, so I just tell him why not do it... then he tells me he dunno how to ... like wtf la, there is like fucking other drivers around who are FREE and not to mention the vehical MAINTENANCE guys walking about or lazing around in the office ... why the hell did you have to choose the guy who is on the fucking phone. He then comes infront of me and asks me what to do agian AFTER I have told him WHAT to do ... by now I'm really hot liao cause the asshole on the phone is accusing me of not sending the 8 ton driver down to his location. TO TOP THINGS OFF ATY being an idiot that he is begans drumming his fucking fingers on the table.
The repeating tempo, much like that of the noise produced by the hooves of a horse running only serves to tell me one thing "I am asking you a question, why you put me on hold. the whole fucking world revolves around me". And I interprete it as such. At this point I just snapped and showed him the finger. And yelled at him to go consult the staff sergeant. Only at such an extreme and crude gesture did he fuck off from my face and for the rest of the day till about 2pm after lunch hide away in some hole . That was a great relief as well as rest for me. At about 1130 closer to lunch, the phone calls died down and after lunch there was more or less peace at the desk.
Why I don't AWOL ?
Its not for honor,
its not for glory,
its not for fuck.
Its for all the people that care about me and that I care for
its for my dog (ofcourse, no doubt I would have rathered a cat :P)
and ofcourse its because I don't have the $ to run away to another country and take a degree elsewhere.
You know, yesterday I was talking to clem and all about stuff, and the topic somehow reached a point of "I keep thinking / worrying about work when I'm off work". For me and clem, we got over that phase realising that its just not worth giving two hoots about work when you're off work, cause you're just worrying yourself for no reason and cause you're not just not rewarded enough to do so. All's one of the better nsf's Ive seen around in my tour of duty. He actually took down notes (like HAND fucking written notes) for some crappy lecture which he needed to do inorder to get his clerk access card. Other people would either not bother or just skip the lecture then trial and error the answers (really it reflects upon his character, just like the time nick came back to pick me up form the office after he sent out the stupid civilian contractor).
Today I made a comment amongst all the flying "bullets" - "isn't this exciting, all these phone calls and stress. reminds you of your A'levels doesn't it " . his reply was "A'levels im accountable to myself, but in this office im accountable to 2WO xxx, 1WO XXX, Sir etc etc" Somehow, this reply struck a cord in me ... ... which I do not know how to explain, but it did teach me something.
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