Adventures at Work.

:p Now the one group of animals I really give a wide berth is our resident Alligators. when they are moving about I just stay far away from that section of the yard. Because I give the Deinosuchus their space.:p
That's mean, not giving those poor alligators their proper nutrition or even playing with them. ;)
 
Today at work I had multiple contractors showing up to take measurements for different contracts... For the same kind of work, who had repeatedly bid against each other on these contracts. One group had won two contracts, and another group had won the other two contracts -- I was running back and forth across the campus trying to get both to the places they needed without actually letting them run into each other in person. It was all above board, but it felt like so much of a continuous stream of hijinks. And I rather got my workout on the clock.
 
We had warrior tasks and battle drills this morning (had to get up an hour and 45 minutes early) and I was one Lane 1. Which was tactical movements, 9 line, UXO, and tactical field care.

Every group that did it did horrible in the surprise ambush they had to do. I was the "SAW" gunner even though we only had fake m16s. I dropped to provide cover fire while my team lead should have went over and gotten into cover behind a building next to us but he didnt so I was in the open amd wa snot having any suppressive fire so I and my team lead died. Our squad leader wasnt the most helpful as he didnt have a plan for us when we reached the ambush point. It was a makeshift FOB for FTXs we do.

So yeah.. we need to work on these.
Oh and we found an IED (fake). We thought it was in a empty van that was suspicious so we did what we should have done and then 5 meters from the van was the IED we were supposed to catch.
 
@Train Dodger , for some reason where I work they still advertise lots of jobs for trimmers and diesel strikers and such. I imagine the diesel strikers may actually be doing that job but trimmer is certainly a legacy title. Your life sounds very military, but the sea has always been more like that even for civilians than any kind of land employment.
 
had the most amazing client today. Job was to disassemble a shed. Not demolish, use finesse to get it apart into pieces. The wife was German, on break gave me stuff from a local German bakery in Munich as she was a flight attendant for a German airline. Super nice, and at the end gave me a freaking Octoberfest beer from Munich that was like a full quart can that was the best beer I ever had, and a massive beer stein that fits a huge amount of beer.
 
had the most amazing client today. Job was to disassemble a shed. Not demolish, use finesse to get it apart into pieces. The wife was German, on break gave me stuff from a local German bakery in Munich as she was a flight attendant for a German airline. Super nice, and at the end gave me a freaking Octoberfest beer from Munich that was like a full quart can that was the best beer I ever had, and a massive beer stein that fits a huge amount of beer.
1 thing before my story. Jealous! No one in TRADOC in the Army can have Alcohol.

As for my story.
Had a Health and Wellness check. Basically they come in amd check to make sure our rooms arnt a mess, no drugs or alcohol, or anything like that. My locker was a mess. Need to make sure it is cleaned before I go to class tomorrow after PT. I have part of my Phase up week tomorrow. The written test.
We have a 4 day weekend. Hoping post office is open Friday so I can get my computer when it comes in. I want something to do besides sit and be on my phone.
 
Well, I was a Marine, so everything we did involved our dicks...

One of the good times we used to have was sometimes when the unit was in the field Riggers (Me) and the other RBE sections (supply, embark, Truck Mechs, etc) were told to sleep in the shops, out of solidarity for the Marines in the field or some bullshit. It was stupid, a needless waste of time and just annoying.

But they didnt say we couldnt have fun, so the Riggers, being the alcoholics and degenerates we were would magically happen to have a few cases of beer and a bottle or two of the good stuff, a fuck ton of burgers a projecter and sound system in our paraloft.

It didnt take long before the other sections found out where the party was so it became a bit of tradition and for a while we would have 15 or so Marines drinking, smoking, eating, gambling, wrestling and just having a good time together, PFCs, LCpls, Cpls, Sgts, SSgts, Gunnys, we even had a Master Guns come in a fuck around with us for a while, its just a solid time.

it almost makes me... miss it


Lol no, it was cool, but im not going back...
 
The written test.
We have a 4 day weekend. Hoping post office is open Friday so I can get my computer when it comes in. I want something to do besides sit and be on my phone.
Man, military life from what I've heard of it through net denizens and stuff like this just sounds like there's so much boredom and waiting.
Also...'Health and wellness check'? The military sounds more like a dorm-proctor than a military, sometimes. Lol

Anyhow, my contribution: months ago was scheduled to dance at this joint on what happened to be April Fool's Day--a fact I didn't bother to pay any attention to, of course. Place is decently busy, I go up to do my set, and everything's hunky-dory for a bit. Maybe halfway through the music skips and stutters before cutting-out entirely. Dead silence for a few seconds before the DJ cackles out something, yells an 'April Fools!' towards me, and puts the fricken macarena on. I have never simultaneously thought someone was both so clever and so deserving of a good strangling.
 
The most interesting thing I've experienced at work was the time the Ambassador from Jamaica visited the legal weed grow I was working at as a trimmer.

We knew some big wigs were coming to visit inspect the grow do to it's size and output, but having State Dept. people and an escorting Blackhawk show up was kinda of surreal.
 

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