Man, yesterday it was Soap-Opera central around here. Everyone seemed to be majoring in the minors. The littlest ankle biter stuff was getting elevated to colossal heights and people were so focused on the ants that they forgot about the picnic.
We woke up to the Internet being down... talk about panic. Several guys were mission ineffective, unable to concentrate on their work or anything until we had connectivity back up. Now if it is down due to cloud cover or too much sand/dust in the air, we are in for a painful time! Seriously, they were like Gunny's without their coffee.
Then we had 3 relatively influential Marine decision makers come out and visit yesterday. Before they arrived, we had everyone out in rubber gloves picking up cigarette butts in the parking lot... this is Iraq people. We have a yard out here that is strewn with litter and we are picking up cigarette butts in the parking lot where the Col is going to pass through? I understand tidying a place up and all, but we are in IRAQ. I understand the respect I am supposed to have for those guests we have visiting, but this is IRAQ.
Two people trying to communicate about dates and times that are literally months off became a shouting match and created animosity between otherwise sane, rational adults.
The stress monster was just walking around clobbering people yesterday and I became a real GOTE (Gunny On The Edge). I took it out on the appropriate antagonists, but good grief!!!
Today on the other hand was much better. I was able to resolve most issues with a single bound, stop lumbering Iraqi's with a hearty "salam," and write it all up in a hearty report by chow time. Nice and easy.
Now why was yesterday so painful???
Semper Fi,
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