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| Sean had the night off, and due to short manning I took two of the nightly routes, instead of one. I�m a refueling operator for the military, which entails, driving a truck that�s larger than life, to whatever it is that needs fuel, then running nothing more than a portable gas pump. Three or four monkeys with overalls could eventually figure out how to do this job. And that would be a smart move for the military, bananas are cheaper than me. After all was said and done I was kind of in a bad mood and I was filling a truck, I look over and curly damn near broke his fingers trying to open his truck door. He yelled nothing less than a very southern, �Shit!� I�m going to miss him and his unintentional way of cheering me up when I finally get to leave this place. (Iraq) |
| 11/16/04 1:48 am The best kind of comedy...... Sheer Stupidity |
| 11/17/04 2:32 pm Sleep, the ultimate cure for boredom. And it beats horse tranquilizers. |
| I was sleeping until about a half hour ago. Sleep is usually the best way to pass the time here. (Iraq) but there�s only so much sleep you can get before it catches up with you. Besides the sand storm slapping up against the side of my tent wasn�t any help either. In the long run it�s going to be ok though, tonight I have a half night off and tomorrow a full night. It�s going to be a nice break from the 12 hour shifts, and provide me with more than enough sleep to make a horse go in and out of a coma. |
| 11/17/04 5:07 pm A holy side order |
| After I somehow managed to go back to sleep I was woke up by what we call, �the giant voice� or more lovingly �the voice of god�. If you�ve been into a small grocery store and had and item price checked, than you�ve already met �the voice of god�, just on a smaller scale. Think bigger, think top of a pole bigger. This thing is so loud you could hear it from about two miles away. (Which I�m betting our enemies find very convenient) The pole, located less than 100 yards from my very thin tent, picked me up and hurled me out of bed and onto the floor. But as loud as it was, I never seem to understand anything I hear in the first 20 seconds after waking up. So there I was, sitting on the floor, staring at the ceiling, listening to the voice of god, and I�m fairly certain I heard him say he wanted fries with his order. |
| 01/16/05 3:24 am Do I really work here? |
| One day, just before I left Iraq, I walked outside my tent and one of the most puzzling questions of my life was answered: How many Air Force personnel does it take to screw in a light bulb? As I walked out of my tent, I looked off to my left and what did I see? Two men, a woman, and a hummer changing a spot light! Evidently it takes one to screw, two to watch, and a hummer to get them the quarter mile to the bulb. |