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Oct. 10th, 2010 01:19 am Uncle Sam continues his highly annoying shenanigans regarding Christopher's bonus. I haven't gotten the full story from Chris yet, but the last I heard from him today, someone in the chain of command is denying him the list of dates he supposedly has unexcused absences for. Seriously. The unit advisor is trying to help him fight it, and for once his platoon seems cooperative instead of just shitty, so there's a little ray of hope there, but this song and dance is getting old. To me, the fact that they won't even give him the list of dates just seems shady. If you're in the right, why not show him?
In halfway decent news, the unit is cutting him some slack about drill next month. His drill weekend is the weekend we're supposed to start moving stuff into the new apartment. The goal is to get all the piddly crap we can take in our cars over there during the weekend, and then do the big rental truck move the following Monday -- leaving us almost ten days to clean and repaint our current apartment before we turn the keys in. The turnaround on this and my ability to help is pretty limited, as that Monday is the one before Thanksgiving, and I work in retail. Chris is going to have to go to Ohio for drill on Saturday, because they have a record PT test (which, at the rate he's improving, he has a chance of passing, although he still won't make tape). But once the test is over, he's excused. Given all the problems we're having, the platoon sgt. promised to excuse it for him in writing. Preferably in triplicate, lol.
I have to go grocery shopping in the next couple of days. There's almost nothing to eat in this apartment, lol. Definitely nothing that doesn't require preparation. Maybe Chris will go with me after work tomorrow. Other than drill, that lucky duck is only going to have to work one day this week, and he only worked two days last week. This is what comes of being a salaried government employee with something like 15 paid holidays a year!
The weather needs to make up its mind what it wants to do. The apartment is back up to 80 degrees again, and I am fighting tooth and nail the urge to turn on the air conditioner. The really disappointing thing is we have all of these cute fall clothes at work, that I cannot justify buying until the weather turns and stays cool enough to wear them. I did buy winter moccasins the other day (I have recently developed an abhorrence of socks, and moccasins seem to be the perfect solution), but they're still in their box because they're too fuzzy to wear right now.
In halfway decent news, the unit is cutting him some slack about drill next month. His drill weekend is the weekend we're supposed to start moving stuff into the new apartment. The goal is to get all the piddly crap we can take in our cars over there during the weekend, and then do the big rental truck move the following Monday -- leaving us almost ten days to clean and repaint our current apartment before we turn the keys in. The turnaround on this and my ability to help is pretty limited, as that Monday is the one before Thanksgiving, and I work in retail. Chris is going to have to go to Ohio for drill on Saturday, because they have a record PT test (which, at the rate he's improving, he has a chance of passing, although he still won't make tape). But once the test is over, he's excused. Given all the problems we're having, the platoon sgt. promised to excuse it for him in writing. Preferably in triplicate, lol.
I have to go grocery shopping in the next couple of days. There's almost nothing to eat in this apartment, lol. Definitely nothing that doesn't require preparation. Maybe Chris will go with me after work tomorrow. Other than drill, that lucky duck is only going to have to work one day this week, and he only worked two days last week. This is what comes of being a salaried government employee with something like 15 paid holidays a year!
The weather needs to make up its mind what it wants to do. The apartment is back up to 80 degrees again, and I am fighting tooth and nail the urge to turn on the air conditioner. The really disappointing thing is we have all of these cute fall clothes at work, that I cannot justify buying until the weather turns and stays cool enough to wear them. I did buy winter moccasins the other day (I have recently developed an abhorrence of socks, and moccasins seem to be the perfect solution), but they're still in their box because they're too fuzzy to wear right now.
