Volunteer frustration
The JAG building at Kleber perfectly illustrates the situation. The building has many doors, each with a sign outside identifying the offices within. When you enter, you are in a stairwell. At the door between the stairwell and the building is a sign saying, "This is not an entrance." How do you get in? You keep trying every door until you hit the one that allows you through.
I have now spoken, face-to-face or on the phone, with 5 people from three different JAG offices. Each person expressed bewilderment as to why my application to volunteer had been sent to JAG, and each directed me to a different subset with JAG: labor law, legal assistance, etc.
Finally, I spoke to a blunt officer at Panzer. "I'm not going to do anything because YOU ask me to," he said. "It has to come through the command."
I stopped at DPW to inform them of the status (what status?) and said, "If you want me to work here, you have to push it harder." I mentally washed my hands of the entire matter.
On the way home, I noticed shop windows with Fruhling [spring] and Easter ads. Signs of a new beginning? But the CPO (Civilian Personnel Office) was closed for lunch, so I have to wait until this afternoon to submit my application to wipe baby bottoms.