Hallo wieder...continuing from just now...well...and with that downpour came Monday to an anticlimatic end. No offs. No nothing. Dang...Oh wells. It's an experience. Plus, what with 24 SA operating such unique systems, there will be many many more displays...yet. Bleargh.
So...on to Tuesday! Tuesday was a blur...i can only remember 2 things: Getting arrowed by the acting RSM (bah!) to lead the battalion for that stupid Life Run in cadence...something which i really cannot tolerate...mainly because of its pure idiocy...i mean...surely everyone is fit enough to go at their own pace?! Ended up getting so tired again...sigh...i think i really have no stamina. And that's not good.
But speaking of the RSM, JJ did something really bright...haha...in response to the RSM's e-mail regarding first/last parade and taking OFF/LEAVE, he replied...'so what about golf at 4pm?' a mail which sparked off a huge fiasco...haha...amazingly, JJ got off the hook. My guess is that the S1 thought more or less the same of the acting RSM...i mean...who are you to come around with that air of authority about you and come and order us here and there?! Please. I mean, if you think that seeing some of us brushing their teeth after 0800 is ill-disciplined, you can get it corrected by telling that person outright or by calling for a private meeting. I understand that you are trying to save us face by circulating it in an e-mail. But all NSF officers? What about regulars? Is it to say that we are doing nothing and that we can fuck off after 2 years? If you want discipline, have it your way. Why don't we conduct a battalion first parade in the mornings? With everybody? I mean...won't that be even easier? Regulars included. There are also regulars being like that. If you want to know who, you can always check. We are officers. It means that there should exist a certain amount of trust between us and the powers that be. Things like us not having to sign a book-in/out book, or not having someone to check on us in the mornings. But with all your new ideas, you are handling officers like bloody recruits. What's next? 0 respect sia!
So...hey JJ! If you're reading this...Outstanding work sia...
Anyway...on to the terrorist part...Wednesday was TPQ-36 Deployment Drill. Why were we terrorists? Firstly...i kicked off the day patiently enough with the explanation during deployment and the first few deployments...then in the afternoon me, mel, and the specs (especially kuek) began to seriously evil up. They were just making so many mistakes...not meeting the timings...yes they could not even meet 30 minutes (my demo deployment took just eighteen) and making mistakes so stupid that even civilians wouldn't commit them like...touching a grounding rod when the system is LIVE. They knocked it down on the spot and i shouted at them...
'You idiot fuckers! Don't you have common sense NOT to touch the fucking grounding rod when the system is fucking LIVE?! Would you stick your bloody pricks into a live electrical socket? Eh gentlemen! If you want to kill yourself, come and find me! I will FUCKING KILL YOU FIRST! GIVE ME THIRTY!'
And so it dragged on into the night...i gave them a final timing which they missed by (alas!) 5 seconds...but...i also didn't bother to give them any face...just carry on and ceasefire...i think maybe they gave me about 150...which wasn't a lot...but...they are obviously not very fit...once they put on that bloody kevlar helmet they just cease to think...and i guess JJ was right. Come FIREBALL, it will be no more talk. There will still be shouting, but time for talk is over.
Safety breach? Cease-fire.
Missed the time? Cease-fire.
Fucked up? Cease-fire.
Of course, all will be accompanied by some extra PT...outfield i hope i will have more freedom with those maggots...make them run around and do some rifle PT, perhaps...And boss says to let them sleep more so we can carry on later into the afternoon...sir...don't tekan me lei...
I have already made it clear that come FIREBALL i will not really care about their welfare. If you guys screw up, then unfortunately your specs and officers will need more cordial because they have been shouting themselves hoarse. That's way too bad. And if they want to keng...let's say that i have my ways.
Made them echo a news report to the entire battalion because they failed to echo during deployment drill. Now everyone knows that Britney is preggers. And they will do it again if they don't echo during FIREBALL. Only this time, they will be echoing to the entire Khatib Camp. I guess that being A-Level students...they hate being embarrassed and doing extremely idiotic things like that. So...hopefully they will remember this lesson. I can always think of dumber things for them to do.
And as for today...Half Day Off! Woooooooot!
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