Just Another Day At The Beach
I haven't posted much in the last couple of days, well actually I have posted I just haven't published any of them. They mostly centered around my EXTREME agitation with Uncle Sugar's Navy and the detailing process concerning my next assigned duty station. Suffice it to say it ain't pretty. You should never drive drunk, grocery shop hungry, or publish angry, so I didn't. Now that I have had a couple of days to compress my rage, and hurt regarding Navy's betray......I mean "careful but regretfully negative" consideration of my concerns, into a compressed "harmless" little rage ball suppressed deep down inside my emotional nether regions, never to be seen or heard from again (until that one special day when I snap like a dry twig........Just kidding....Maybe) I can now move on.
I took advantage of our MWR program today. The flyer said "MWR BOAT TRIP, enjoy snorkeling or scuba diving in the Gulf of Tadjura! Swim with the Whale Sharks" Ordinarily I avoid anything to do with the water. I hate boats, I hate swimming, I hate being on or in the water (attitude brought to you courtesy of the U.S. Navy and a three week water survival course), but my buddies wanted to go. I figured I could hang out on deck, take a nice nap, or read a book while my buddies got "lickered up" and frolic in the water. Unfortunately, I guess the flyer was mis-printed because we didn't get an MWR BOAT TRIP, we got an MWR BUS TRIP. To be fair, it was a bus trip to a boat, but; the boat didn't go anywhere 'cause in this third world African paradise nothing can exit the harbor unless they have written permission from the Minister of Maritime Affairs, the Minister of Defense or the President of the Republic. No shit!.....Talk about micro-management. Our intrepid charter boat crew failed to get permission in advance so this morning they discovered that both ministers and the president are out of the country. Therefore we didn't do anything but ride a bus to a boat, sit for a couple of hours on the boat waiting for or bus to come back. I guess my mission was accomplished, I did take a nap. Personally, I don't really believe that failure to get written permission was what canceled our trip. It probably was because the charter crew couldn't come up with a large enough kick-back payment. Oh Well, it did take my mind off that festering little suppressed rage ball of mine that I am soooo over now.
TO THE TYRANT NEVER YIELD
I took advantage of our MWR program today. The flyer said "MWR BOAT TRIP, enjoy snorkeling or scuba diving in the Gulf of Tadjura! Swim with the Whale Sharks" Ordinarily I avoid anything to do with the water. I hate boats, I hate swimming, I hate being on or in the water (attitude brought to you courtesy of the U.S. Navy and a three week water survival course), but my buddies wanted to go. I figured I could hang out on deck, take a nice nap, or read a book while my buddies got "lickered up" and frolic in the water. Unfortunately, I guess the flyer was mis-printed because we didn't get an MWR BOAT TRIP, we got an MWR BUS TRIP. To be fair, it was a bus trip to a boat, but; the boat didn't go anywhere 'cause in this third world African paradise nothing can exit the harbor unless they have written permission from the Minister of Maritime Affairs, the Minister of Defense or the President of the Republic. No shit!.....Talk about micro-management. Our intrepid charter boat crew failed to get permission in advance so this morning they discovered that both ministers and the president are out of the country. Therefore we didn't do anything but ride a bus to a boat, sit for a couple of hours on the boat waiting for or bus to come back. I guess my mission was accomplished, I did take a nap. Personally, I don't really believe that failure to get written permission was what canceled our trip. It probably was because the charter crew couldn't come up with a large enough kick-back payment. Oh Well, it did take my mind off that festering little suppressed rage ball of mine that I am soooo over now.
TO THE TYRANT NEVER YIELD
posted by Ed | 3/28/2004 06:53:00 AM
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