Out of the NAG, yaaaaay. Rumor is that we will be going back there before we bounce out of 5th fleet, but word is at the moment that after this we head across the equator where it is a little cooler. Then we will head back up to the gulf in time to chop into 7th fleet and then home.
At the moment though we are in Jabel ali for a little Liberty. I haven't been on the beach yet because sometime while underway I had lost my ID. I tore everything to pieces looking for the damn thing but all for naught. BMC finally got word that I had been spending time on the ship and put into motion getting at least an application filled out. It will get me on and off the ship provided I have a picture ID. I wasn't in a hurry to go through the motions of reprting it lost because there isn't anywhere around to get a new card, and it's as hot as a sauna out there.
I had the first duty day and I drank two full bladders of water from my camel back and sweated it all out. 140ozs worth and not only did I not have to pee, but I had a headache to boot. I have duty tomorrow and I'm not looking forward to standing around in that hot sun. Being hot and sweaty doesn't do much for morale. Everyone is real short on patience. When I say sweaty I mean at the end of the day we have to peel our coveralls and t-shirts off. Having to deal with that and LT Aycock makes me want to kill a person.
LT Aycock is our OP's boss and really puts an effort into living up to his name sake. But being a cock isn't good enough for him, he wants to be the cock. He needs a lot of prayer, his time in the Navy has left him very bitter and hard, and my section has two of his favorite people. Me, because when he arrived it was right after 'pac of 2001 and I was the work center supervisor. I had a fucked up Work Center. Many a check was left undone. But all that had placed me into his shit catergory and once there is no hope. So since then I have picked up the work center, and even got high marks when the inspectors came to look over my book, albeit it took a week of long nights. I played the lead in preparing the ship for our work ups and evetually our inspection Survey, which rose the bar for others that follow. All this hasn't changed his out look of me. his other favorite person is BMC. BMC is always having knock down drag outs with the prick to get money, or supplies, time for repair for an upcoming inspection.
Now The Cock has one more month till the end of his career. After that he starts that long death spiral as a line officer at a personnel command.