Hallo ihr alle da draussen...here i am, finally at home on this Tuesday night...and no, it's not stay-out night...i heard that RSM finally got it abolished (maggots! Damn.) but here i am, home and dry, to get some R&R (that's Rest & Recuperation) because of what's transpired yesterday, before i go for SILL tomorrow.
Let's see...Monday saw us at the then-Yankee end of Gun Hill, doing our TPQ-37 deployment drill. The weather was maddeningly hot, as Sol beat down upon us with all his focused might...many trainees fell out over the course of the day; most would see action at some time or other again, except for garrick; came down with a case of mild physical exhaustion which prompted the MO to take him out of action. Sigh. And yours truly, being the Safety Officer, was running up and down between the deployment ground, medical centre, battalion Ops Room and what-have-you...was tired like maggots already, wye hong breathing down your neck notwithstanding.
Boss and uncle Hoo came down in the evening too...boss was like commanding moi to make sure the trainees sit down between deployments and to make iced water available to them. Well...the iced water part was already a tad too welfare for me and mel...but sitting down?! Why don't we indent field chairs and maybe install air-conditioning for the Yankee and X-Ray training sheds?! Fucked up sia! Sigh. Speaking of uncle Hoo, he came to the Xenon garage this morning, fucking all the specs and i think lodging a complaint against us...although the authenticity of that is yet to be proven...Aiyo...i was waiting for Survivor to confirm if the vehicles were coming at all. Maggots. KTSC sucks because they cannot, and will not, provide us with prompt support.
King came down in the evening and brokered a deal between us and them; deploy properly and they'd cease-fire. But before they could, i was already off with another one of the trainees, bernard, was facing some difficulty breathing properly...and after being kicked from one medical centre to the other, i found myself at TTSH A&E at 0100 in the morning, checking him in. I then settled down to some hot sandwiches (dispensed from this...machine. Hmmm.) and water before i dozed off...and it was shortly after 0300 that i woke and got ready to go back to Khatib. Turns out that the quack couldn't confirm what was wrong with him, either. Maggots! I feel like i went one huge round for nothing! And to think that melvyn, the conducting, slept at like 1 plus. I only got to sleep at 4 plus. Dammit sia...life never is fair huh?
Some takeaways from that fiasco:
1. A tan (but with those horrible Smart 4 tan lines)
2. A headache
3. Experience? Now i can just go to hospital and like not lose it...
Kah Yee said that maybe i was going through a rough patch when all this would happen...well...can't say otherwise...maybe it is lah. But i guess after this...you learn more and i guess you'll be able to handle more things....but still...shack sia!
I hope the abovementioned doesn't happen during SILL. If not i will go bloody nuts. I think. Sigh. Don't fuck up mel's show la you bunch of maggots...
posted by quatscherei @ 20:56
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