Every morning I tell a joke at the morning meeting. Here is one of my favorites:
A young couple has just started dating. The young woman asks her new boyfriend to come to dinner at her parent's house. He isn't crazy about the idea but he says that, if he agrees, she would have sex with him. He, of course agrees, and heads to his local pharmacy to buy condoms. The Pharmacist asks him if he can help and the young man explains the situation and he and the Pharmacist have a long talk about the relative merits of each brand and type of condom before he makes a decision. Pleased with himself, he goes home and the next day goes to his girlfriend's parent's house for dinner. The father asks the young man if he would like to say grace, the young man agrees and prays and prays and prays for about 20 minutes. After he finishes, his girlfriend leans over and says, I didn't realize that you were so religious." "Well", the young man answers. "I didn't realize that your father was a pharmacist."
I was all packed to go out to Leatherneck tonight. Because of some lame brain scheme, we were going to move a bunch of people and then move them back. It was going to disrupt our training schedule and mess up two peoples' R and R. All because of a knee jerk management reaction. It was sprung on me this morning. You can imagine my reaction but it involved the words "---kidding me." Everyone else thought that the idea was crazy. This would involve military flights and movement requests and ... just a nightmare. But cooler heads prevailed ( I guess) and I was told to stand down. So I came back and unpacked. I'm alright with dealing with crisis and disasters and emergencies, but not when we make them ourselves. Especially when the crisis is based on a hypothetical solution to a real problem. And when it effects me. 'Cause, as we know, it IS all about me.
Is it time to come home for R and R yet? I'm tired and need a break. I hope that I last that long.
We have new Medics who arrived today and I have to push out the ones that are just finishing up training. The process starts all over again. I think that Karki is tired too. He has two weeks before he leaves on R and R. And he is ready.
We are having a rocket attack a day. Had one today as I was teaching the Medics how to suture by practicing on pieces of chicken. First day, first rocket attack for the new guys. Got it out of the way early. We usually practice on pig's feet but hard to come by in a Muslim country. "Why did the chicken cross the road?""To get to the bunker..."
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