Ah! the joys of TRADOC! I know--we're in Germany and life should be fantastic, but TRADOC is so fucking stupid!! I will never understand how so many piece of shit, asshole, hiding out from deployment motherfuckers manage to end up in TRADOC and never fucking leave! What the hell is it with pogues?? "I'm scared. I may sit behind a desk and I'll probably never have to leave the fucking FOB, but I just can't deploy! Whose dick do I need to suck to get out of deployment? Oh, here, Sir. Let me bend over so you can ram it in if you can me get a job where I can hide the fuck out!"
It's not just the hiding out pieces of shit that annoy me though. These same bastards have got to be the laziest motherfuckers on the planet. T is stuck at fucking desk doing planning for the international training they do here and wanted to get a job playing OP-FOR, but because he actually works and does his fucking job (and other people's as well) even though he hates it, they won't let him go to OP-FOR!! There are E-6s and up doing jobs that a private could do, and technically speaking, they don't actually really do those jobs because they are busy fucking around on the internet and kissing somebody's ass!!
Here's a typical day at work for T. My husband signed for equipment. Normal routine shit. The next day, supply wants him to sign for it all again. They lost the paperwork. My husband told them to go fuck themselves. You want a new signature? Then I want my fucking hand receipt back. But no, they don't do it like that here. You are just supposed to trust them that they will remember you've signed twice for the same shit and that when a fucking pair of NVDs comes up missing, you won't get charged $1500. Fuck that!!
And apparently integrity is an imaginary concept here. If you can blame someone else for your fuck-ups, then you are golden. It's CYA all the way around and it makes me completely insane. Integrity is not something you can fake or just decide you don't need when you are an NCO. It's who you fucking are!!
But by far, the most horrid thing about TRADOC is the ridiculous hours! 0400-2000 or later every fucking day?? When my husband comes home too fucking tired to fuck me, it's time to get back on the line!! At least on the line, he's not surrounded by pussy pieces of shit and when he can't fuck me, it's not because he's too tired, it's because he's fucking GONE killing the enemy with extreme prejudice! God, I miss my RAKKASANS!!
Welcome to my life: Seventeen years as an Army wife, four deployments, five kids, and more BULLSHIT than any person should ever have to fucking contend with. This is my personal bitch session regarding anything Army that pisses me the fuck off. There's some good advice for surviving Army life and fucking funny shit. I am a proud infantry wife and have learned to laugh when I wanted to cry and how to swear fluently. Don't like the truth or foul language? Fine. Don't fucking read my blog.
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2 comments:
I really, really love your blog.
I'm glad you enjoy it! Started it as an attempt to get through deployment with my sanity intact and it just kind of went from there. It's great to hear from the old Rakkasan family that my stupidity is appreciated.
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