Oh god I'm bleeding and it's my blood

Mar 11, 2008 16:16

That is an actual drunken quote from myself from this weekend. To summarize it my friend slapped me in the chest because we were heading to a new place(a strip club ^_^;;;) and in my superior state of mind I went to backhand him and instead shattered a beer bottle with my thumb. Now I have a half inch cut on my thumb, right about the joint, but it's healing nicely and neosporin is awesome. I hope the bitch doesn't scar, but I have my fair share of drunken scars so it'l fit right in.

I need to find a way to leave Creech Air Force base, and soon. I can feel this place slowly eating away at my soul. It all comes down to the work tempo is so slow and shitty I have spent all of today watching tv and studying, with 5-6 other crew chiefs because there was just nothing to do for us. Pretty much all of last week was the same too. I used to call myself a crew chief, now I'm a television ethusiast. I was almost put on a short notice deployment in April, but I hesitated and now there are 3 more names in the hat to fill this one position. I would even accept some crazy/lame special duty or korea so I actually feel like I accomplish something day by day. I was putting thought into asking other shops if they are accepting applications to join them, but I didn't think my bosses would appreciate the idea. I don't even feel I am learning anything about this aircraft anymore, because more new guys came in and now all the "good" jobs (however few their are) are being given to them to get them spun up.Its just a shitty spot me and about a dozen new guys have landed in because the "predator" career field is the new hot thing in the governments eyes. Maybe it'll get better, maybe I'll just quit caring/trying and coast through my next 3 years.
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