Sunday… bleh!
I don’t where to begin. I had the 7am-12pm watch this morning. On Sundays, instead of serving a normal lunch at 11:30am like normally, they serve brunch at 10:30am. Now to most people brunch sounds like a great idea. Except onboard naval vessels. Here, brunch consists of the crappy leftovers from breakfast and one additional new item that was added for ‘lunch’. Needless to say, it was yet again a crappy meal.
Lately, I’ve been trying my best to keep my distance from the jackasses around me, but it doesn’t seem to be working. I’ve turned over my position within the division and basically I’m standing watch and hanging out. Apart from the fact that I’m thousands of miles away from my family and friends, I’m trying to enjoy this deployment to the best of my abilities. And the less interaction with the morons who can’t seem to ever try to get anything right the better for my blood pressure.
I think I’ve ranted enough. A little release is good, but too much contributes to raising the bitching level. And it always seems to be about the same thing.