I have finally reached my new base! It is time to get started on my way to a great education!
Just across the street is where I spent my time in Recruit Training, or a little place I like to call 'Hell'. I guess looking back it wasn't that bad. I woke up, I ate, I had activities, I ate some more, and then I went to bed. Silly how simple life was back then. I would love to keep life simple. I wake up usually every day now at about 05:30 trying to get to breakfast before we muster.
Speaking of mustering, we just mustered in the lounge of the ship twice in one hour for no reason at all. It's 2200 right now, and the first muster was at about 2130 so I came back up and got back into my sweats. Lets this be a lesson to myself in that you should always be on your toes. I was thinking about going down in my sweats but then I thought to myself, 'What if they actually care like they have EVERY other time I've done this kind of muster' So I got back into uniform of the day. Excellent!
I am growing accustomed to the late night musters and the getting dressed in under 2 minutes because that's what I do now. I get paid to play dress up. I am O. K. with that. If that's what you want me to do Uncle Sam, I will do it.
I should probably tell you the fun I've been having here lately that precede today's regularities.
After I left 'Boot' I went to a ship called the 'Enterprise' and I don't know if I wrote it down yet but I had just come from another ship called the 'Enterprise' which was a blast! So I figured this ship would be a total blast as well. I come to find out how great this ship is when they say muster is at 0530 and chow opens at 0500. I am waking up at 0430. Kaboom! What a blast. We stand in formation at 0545 for a hour listening to our Petty Officer basically yell at us about something we haven't done since it's our first day there. He quits his blabbering and we go on to our indoc classes. This cycle repeats for about a week and I receive information that I might be moving. I hear great things about moving; refrigerators, kitchen areas, internet, private shower! CARPET@!#%%*% So I get pretty excited about moving. My friends also said they didn't even have to take a test to get to phase 2, meaning they can have a beer, wear civilian clothes, stay out overnight, and not have to muster at crazy hours at night! I get my hopes up a whole bunch before the Enterprise gives me a job in the Supply Office. I am to manage the Supply Office now. Not move off the ship. . . Fear not! I can take a test for phase 2 here at the Enterprise! I study a whole bunch reading up on my new chain of command, new rules to follow for hits on my room(trash left out, laptop left out, cell phone left out) and I study hard. Tests are usually taken at night so I schedule to have a test on Tuesday because there is a holiday on Monday and i can't take it because no Petty Officer will be here. Tuesday rolls around and I find out I am finally moving to another ship for real. I am all excited to leave the ship because I won't have to wake up so early every day. I move to the Bonhomme Richard. This ship is brand new. Carpet! Internet! Cable! Bathtub! Door blocking bathtub/toilet area from population! I'm impressed! But still no phase 2. Maybe phase 2 is just not for me. Maybe I will never be able to achieve such great things. I do have a great job now which was given to me by surprise. I like to think of myself as a pretty good worker, I certainly have a lot to learn when it comes to work ethic I think. I like to impress people when I display my work, weather it be constructing something, playing something, or whatever the case. I don't really like to boast or brag and try to keep to myself with certain things. I guess something I did just caught the attention of staff here. They gave me a job as a secretary working directly with three 2nd class, one 1st class, and one Chief. I couldn't really believe that people wanted me to represent the ship somewhere. It made me happy. I don't have to deal with being on hold anymore. Being on hold is boring and redundant, our skills can be used better rather than just having fifteen people sweeping one floor of a small building. Anyways, I'm saying that while I was at the Enterprise, or while I was on hold I never really complained about having to clean constantly or waking up super early to muster, and even when I clean here I never really try to complain. It's very easy to complain. It might sound like I just complained for a couple of paragraphs, but I like to believe that great things will happen to those who are great, and those who can wait. I can't stress enough about how important it is to have patience in the military. You could get worked up and stressed a lot about certain things like cleaning or waking up or mustering early. Jus' Don' Do It! Don't be the guy who wants to join another branch of service because he thinks they might run things differently and there won't be as many idiots.
The grass is always greener on the other side.
Gahhhh I need to play some musical instruments soon or I am going to explode.
On the more current events I am now taking a class Tuesday called 'Prevent' I guess it's basically a class where we can say whatever we want and not have any repercussions. Sounds like Al-Anon to me. Uncle Sam, you dog! How'd you know!
music in my head
Drive-By Truckers: Two Daughters And A Beautiful Wife
