This
morning’s PT was muscle failure day. We didn’t have our usual motivated
Sergeant Kent out on the field with us, but I still had a good
workout...lots of push-ups and sit-ups. We had a new sergeant leading PT
and at the end he had us try a new type of sit-up which turned out to
be pretty interesting. Each squad of soldiers all interlocked our arms
and then did a sit-up to his count. There was nobody holding our feet so
it was pretty tough.
We
arrived at school today and saw an instructor in their Alass A
uniform...then another...then another. We were then told that the
sergeant major told all instructors to wear their Class A uniforms (dress uniform)
today. I guess there was going to be an inspection for them...lol. I
guess no matter how high you get in the army, you still have to deal
with the same old crap. They all looked pretty sharp. There was a
combination of the greens and the new blues all over the place.
We
tested out of TIMS today. The test was basically going through the
steps like we have been practicing all week. There was also a written
portion and we were allowed to use the help files on the computer as
well as the manuals, so I should have scored 100%...but I didn’t. Like
most of the class I scored a 99% on the test. There was one written
question that I missed.
There
was a little commotion earlier in our sister class. I guess there was a
girl that was supposed to be on bed rest, but came to class anyway so
she could take the test. They told her she was not allowed to break bed
rest and that she wouldn’t be able to take the test. She was also told
because of this she will be recycled and have to take the class over.
Since the next class is in delta she will also have to move to delta
company. She was not too happy and was seen crying down the hall. I
don’t mind too much though, she was a loud obnoxious bitch and an
attention whore. I won’t miss her in our formations.
After
the test we headed to lunch and then came back to class. We had nothing
to do so a lot of us took a nap. I woke up to take a break with the
rest of the class. What I didn’t notice is that PFC Metal had taken my
phase badge off and replaced it with an ACE card. (This is a suicide
prevention card the army issues everyone in basic). Thankfully he didn’t
let me walk down the hall too far with it before giving me my badge
back, I didn’t even notice. I’m sure a sergeant would have before too
long though and I would have been asked where my phase badge was...that
would have been bad news.
After
the break we cleaned the heck out of the classroom since it will be our
last time in it. We buffed the floors and scrubbed everything. We also
had to do our normal cleaning duties as well, so I had to clean the
bathroom...lucky me.
We
then had our safety briefing for the week. This one was pretty short
with the usual...don’t do drugs, don’t drink if you’re under age, drink
lots of water, and be careful. We were also told that there was an Oktoberfest going on at the end of Barton Field with a number of
carnival type rides and such...what they didn’t say is if we were
allowed to drink there or not.
The
sergeant who was taken away by the MPs was back. I’m not sure what he
was taken away for, but I imagine that it wasn’t what the rumor mill was
saying about messing around with a private. I can’t imagine them
letting him come back to his same job if that were the case.
Had
the normal evening plan with dinner at the RFAC, but this time since we
were there early and the formation was coming early (early release on
Fridays now). We ended up just staying in the RFAC the entire time. We
sat near the TV and just shot the poop the entire time. We also ran into
some fellow gladiators from basic that we haven’t seen in a while.
The
end of my night consisted of communicating to my ex-wife that she
doesn’t need to bring my current wife into the middle of this whole
situation. Nobody is happy that I’ll be gone for 12 months longer. Of
course I want to see my kids, but there is not a lot I can do about it
right now. I’m hoping maybe there will be some way perhaps my wife can
still come and live off post in Korea, then there would be a chance that
we could have the kids come and visit if we can afford the tickets. I
think it would be a great experience for them to see another country. I
just hate dealing with my ex and her drama, but I won’t go into details
here...
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