I came into the office today, to find that once again my publication has been ripped apart by the new Captain because of 'a' typo. Not many typoes, but a single typo. I'm only one person here!!!! Putting together an entire publication ON MY OWN! Give me a break! I pretty much detest him already. According to my B.Hound he is threatening to QC (quality control) my paper. I can pretty much tell you that if that does happen, I'm outta here.
On a happy note: my double truck turned out beautifully and I have gotten nothing but compliments on the layout from the Army supported command here.
A temporary military person has been assigned to my office as of yesterday... for some reason he is assigned to my office through October while he gets his relocation paperwork underway. He seems pretty amiable, easy to talk to, chuckles at my more than hilarious jokes - so, for now I say he can stay.
Seeing as it is my first day back, I should probably get some work done. However, I will leave this short blog with my super funny quote of the day.
"I'm a 3 ... the majority of us are 3's, and, well that's not a bad thing."
said with a far off look in his lazy eye
Well, it sure made me laugh... actually it was a snort, in the front pew of the chapel during an award ceremony / muster, with this certain individual standing mere inches from me. It's cool though - I don't think his lazy eye was able to land on me before I was able to stifle the sound.
(In all actuality he was talking about a new military/civilian rating system but I think the number may apply to his social stance as well.)

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