Busy Day

Long day today, Very tired. We went through the administrative processing today. You know the paper trail that proves you actually exist. In the service you can be stand right in from of someone sticking your spit soak finger in their ear but you still won't exist unless you have the paperwork to prove it.

Following the substantiation of my corporeal existence with ink on paper we got our gear issued to us today. Even got a pistol of my very own. Actually, when we returned to home plate and offloaded the gear truck I went back to my barracks to put my stuff away. Still had my hogleg strapped to my hip, so I locked it up and went to chow. After dinner I retrieved my weapon and walked back up to the headquarters building to find a weaponeer or an armorer. I was positive that they didn't want us to keep the weapons with our gear. Everywhere I have used a military weapon we have always kept them in an arms room, though they never mentioned anything about it. I was right, the armorer SGT was having kittens and they were scouring the camp for me. Guess they never bothered to check the chow hall. I walked into the office just as they were about to hit the panic button. Well, at least I got a good chuckle and a full belly.