Last post I was in Georgia, enjoying cockroaches. This post finds me in Virginia, where the cockroaches are no less abundant, but of slightly smaller dimensions... so far...
As a result of my broken ischium, I had to transfer from OCS to Quartermaster School at Ft. Lee, VA (needs of the Army... sigh), where I am being trained to become a unit supply specialist. Upon arrival I immediately contracted bronchitus, which I am fighting on my own as I can't take time out to visit medical because I'll miss class instruction.
Also when I arrived, the cadre at the holding area were very disgruntled with me, because although my orders authorized early reporting, I reported in excess of several weeks early (what can I say, I don't have any more authorized leave time) and they had no place to put me. So they inserted me with a class that was starting cycle the next day, told me I couldn't have access to my vehical (confiscated the keys), and gave me about 1 minute to grab what I thought I might need out of the back and run into the *shudder* AIT barracks to be housed with a bunch of roudy youngsters Fresh Out of Basic (or FOBs). I began my first week with one pair of socks, no running shoes, and my class A uniform is still locked up in the car, haha!
After buying more socks and underwear, new running shoes (they wouldn't allow me to just go to my car and retrieve the needed items), and withstanding a concussion and shredded ear due to breaking up fights between the FOBs, I'm now four weeks into the 7 week program and in line for honor grad award. Oh, and my bronchites is nearly over. About time. Coughing up blood was not fun.
That's when I got orders to go to Korea.
Oh, ok... Korea next...
I leave the beginning of July (I get 28 days leave to say goodbye to my family whom I haven't seen in... oh... 5 months) for a tour of 12 months. I'm only authorized two checked luggage on my flight there, so all that stuff I have... uh... will have to be shipped?
I hear you can get tailored suits for very cheap. That's good, because since I'm no longer in the running to be an officer, I gotta survive on a more meger pay check. Good times.
Not really...
Saturday, April 25, 2009
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