god i hate this fucking place!!
what a way to start this sumbitch out right? right off with a good tagline of how much i hate being back here, working with a fat retarded good for nothin lazy four times a day burger king eatin sorry ass excuse for an NCO SGT Gough! Thats right folks a real name without the chance of a codeword. SGT GOUGH is a giagantic douchebag that just needs to be wiped off the face of the earth. I mean i'm sure i'm speaking alot out of heat damage as i've been literally outside in the 124 degree weather all fucking day, while his fat ass has either been in the airconditioned storage area, or inside the trucks. I have willingly taken up the duty to help our new DFAC (dining facility) get in order, just cause i know its far enough away that no one will want to walk up to assist me or watch me. but yeah, so i spend all fucking day outside and finally come back to the office around 1 in the afternoon....or 1300 for you military folks. i've been outside since 0730 doin nothin but food inspection shit (rag on your lazy ass romeo buds specy. their job sucks!) but yeah all day out in that shit, then SGT GOUGH goes to lunch with everyone else...or with garman and youngblood. well those two come back, but not gough. he comes back with howard like a half hour to an hour later then the alloted time for lunch. during this time, an alfoodact recall has come to us and youngblood and i have been busting our asses handling it. while he just mosey's on back to fuck off on the internet. (need i remind you that he got uber pissed off today cause he realized, i told him, that today was sunday brunch so breakfast started at 0830 instead of 0530) but yeah he comes back, and garman hands him the info to handle stuff for our off base to call and check on . he gives it to howard, and gets his chubby ass behind a computer too look at gigabytes or whatever his fat dorky retarded turtle beaked face gets off too. garman comes in later and wants us to finish up on our stuff here on buehring instead of his original plan of waiting for people to call us after they inspect and what not. so i go off and look, and the only person to offer assistance is youngblood. YOUNGBLOOD! the guy who's been bustin his hump all over this base too today! and i mean nothin against him but, THE FUCKING PRIVATE OFFERED!!! WHAT ABOUT THE OTHER SPECIALIST!!! WHAT ABOUT THE FUCKING SERGEANT!!! nope too lazy for that shit! they made a phone call! so send the fucker who's feelin and lookin like shit, cause he's been on the verge of heat casualty all day, to do the crap around base. so i stormed out and did it and came back. i gave garman the info he needed and filed some shit away and turned around and asked gough if we were done......nothing....his fat beaky ass stared at the computer and said not a fucking word. and i didn't say anything disrespectful or do anything wrong at this time. i said sergeant are we done. stood there....looked....waited...waited....waited....got fed up and left the room. and after i left the room i heard him start to ask something but stop cause he realized the door was closing. so i asked garman if he had anything for us, he said no, i went back, gough was opening the door, i stuck my head in the room, ignored him blatantly and told youngblood and howard garman had nothing for us so they are released for the rest of the day. and with that i turned around and left, not saying a fucking word to him. just giving him the simple thought that i was angry, didn't want to be fucked with, or put through his little i'm a newly sgt(p) so i'm gonna strut my shit and create shit loads of busy work for y'all, no i left, in a brisk pace, released myself and the other juniors in front of him, and went back to my room and screamed my head off in peace, till youngblood came in then i vented since he offered an ear...or at least didn't turn the ears away. but yeah. so i layed down, watched an ecw ppv i got, relaxed, let my head throb to its oblivion, got diner came to the office to make a phone call and then the phone starts to fuck up on me...nothing is wanting to work. numbers aren't wanting to be dialed, then operaters aren't wanting to work....haven't called my ma in like 3 weeks and when i try it doesn't want to fucking work with me! then i get garman comin in with his little fag military cell with some fat lazy fuck who doesn't understand english or what "hello this is specialist kelley speaking" means cause he says hello and sits there like a fucking retard watching taffy get made! (i know i've watched taffy get made so don't say anything angel) so after about 5 minutes of fighting this guy for what the hell he wants he lets me know he has 4 kittens he needs me to take care of....great...this is exactly how i wanted my night to end...i know most people know me to not care for the feline species that much, because of past stories i've told, but hell it doesn't mean i like to kill them. there are some cats that have gotten me quite soft on the species and have looked into gettin one. so here i sit four kitten deaths now on my shoulders and a night still ahead of me...fucking yeah! sorry for a post like this. i'm sure some of you were hoping for something more, but really i've been in a slump since coming back. i really don't want to be here, and little things are starting to get to me more and more, and after seeing some of you and spending time with some i really don't want to be here. i want my fucking life back and its places like fucking kuwait that can drive you to insanity, or hanging out your car window and randomly caning the crap out of someone....oh fucking well. till next time. thats for letting me vent.
~frank the tank
posted by zefyur @ 7:54 AM,
2 Comments:
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At 9:38 AM,
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see, now that's just wrong, why assume I'd be the one with the taffy comment? lol...Anyhow, sorry things have been shitty. I know from what you've told me on the phone this guy seems like a real ass. But, you'll make it through this, I know ya will. Try not to step on any toes and count down the days. You'll be back in no time. *hugs*
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At 9:42 AM,
zefyur said...
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why assume!? why assume!? cause i'm a taffy freak and i was pointed in the direction of the taffy store!! and what happens? i turn into the tard and stare at the wonderful creations before me. and i was thinkin you couldn't pass up such an oppurtunity like that so i just prepped myself. :)
but yeah. gough is pretty much a lazy P.O.S. he tries to fit in, but he can't cause he just does stupid shit most of the time...that and i'm usually more tolerable towards him. but these past few days...heh...i think i've hit my man period again, cause i need somethin to cool me off. dude is just gettin on my nerves lately and very easily