9 to 5... Actually 7 to 3
I was transferred from guard to the MTU, Marksmanship Training Unit, last week. At first I was kind of disappointed. At guard, I worked one day every six days and had a lot of free time. I have been swimming a lot to try and get lean. But I originally wanted to work at the MTU, and this will help me in a career later when I am a civilian. It sucks having to work five days a week. Haha, yeah boohoo for me huh? But it's a good way to transition back to normal life, even if I do get the contracting jobs. This is also a good way to keep my marksmanship up. Whenever I get the chance, I work on the simulators. Right now I mostly want to better my pistol marksmanship.
I'm mostly just an administrative clerk now. I keep track of all the equipment. But when I am done with that, I go into the rifle bay and teach people how to shoot their rifle better. It pisses me off when people just blow me off like I don't know what I am talking about, and they blame the equipment when they shoot like shit. I agree that the equipment sucks. The Marine Corps invests in overly expensive shitty technology. They should just hook up an M16 to COD4 and that would make people actually want to train, instead of dealing with this Duck Hunt bull shit. But when I see the guy who actually listens to my advice, and he gets a tighter group, I feel better. Today I spent a lot of time working on these privates, and I could tell the other guys at the MTU wanted me to hurry up. But I wanted these two new guys to learn to utilize their rifle better. I take a lot of pride in marksmanship, and want to pass it on. It's a skill that may save these guys' life in the future.
The sushi restaurant job has been okay. The pay isn't that great especially since I only clock in only eight to ten hours every two weeks. But I've gotten to like working there just to take up my time. Everyone who works there is Chinese and can't speak English as well as me. The cooks cannot speak English. At the end of the workday, we always eat dinner together. It's not quite like a family, but I feel sort of accepted or something weird like that. Sounds lame I know, heh. But I like working for family owned businesses and actually interacting with their family like I am a friend. They always seem to be amazed when they find out I have been to Iraq.
Speaking of military bullshit. I waited for Captain Van Horn, the platoon commander for Recon on the 11th MEU. It was awkward at first, because he came late to meet the rest of his officer buddies. His friends looked familiar from the MEU also, but I can't remember what their sections were. POG fucks, I'm sure. Anyway when he first sees me he asks if I was with 1/4, then asked if I was with snipers. That's when I finally remembered who he was. We talked for a little, but it still seemed weird. He asked if I was going to re-enlist. I don't get why so many people ask me if I am going to re-enlist or go back to Iraq. I was asked if I wanted to go back to Iraq today, and I answered:
"Not as a Marine I won't."
I'm mostly just an administrative clerk now. I keep track of all the equipment. But when I am done with that, I go into the rifle bay and teach people how to shoot their rifle better. It pisses me off when people just blow me off like I don't know what I am talking about, and they blame the equipment when they shoot like shit. I agree that the equipment sucks. The Marine Corps invests in overly expensive shitty technology. They should just hook up an M16 to COD4 and that would make people actually want to train, instead of dealing with this Duck Hunt bull shit. But when I see the guy who actually listens to my advice, and he gets a tighter group, I feel better. Today I spent a lot of time working on these privates, and I could tell the other guys at the MTU wanted me to hurry up. But I wanted these two new guys to learn to utilize their rifle better. I take a lot of pride in marksmanship, and want to pass it on. It's a skill that may save these guys' life in the future.
The sushi restaurant job has been okay. The pay isn't that great especially since I only clock in only eight to ten hours every two weeks. But I've gotten to like working there just to take up my time. Everyone who works there is Chinese and can't speak English as well as me. The cooks cannot speak English. At the end of the workday, we always eat dinner together. It's not quite like a family, but I feel sort of accepted or something weird like that. Sounds lame I know, heh. But I like working for family owned businesses and actually interacting with their family like I am a friend. They always seem to be amazed when they find out I have been to Iraq.
Speaking of military bullshit. I waited for Captain Van Horn, the platoon commander for Recon on the 11th MEU. It was awkward at first, because he came late to meet the rest of his officer buddies. His friends looked familiar from the MEU also, but I can't remember what their sections were. POG fucks, I'm sure. Anyway when he first sees me he asks if I was with 1/4, then asked if I was with snipers. That's when I finally remembered who he was. We talked for a little, but it still seemed weird. He asked if I was going to re-enlist. I don't get why so many people ask me if I am going to re-enlist or go back to Iraq. I was asked if I wanted to go back to Iraq today, and I answered:
"Not as a Marine I won't."