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xaq_the_aereonEarlier today, Senior Chief (name omitted, will be referred to as "Senior") decided that the walkway from the parking lot to the hangar was a little dirty and needed cleaning. He didn't figure it to be a big job, and decided that one person would be sufficient to get it done in under 20 minutes. He handpicked my shop to send someone down, and lo and behold, guess who they picked.
...If you didn't say "You, Xaq/Will/Czshaiguhgxaqafuiih;ilerstifkib.", you are incorrect and lose your brownie priviliges.
Anyway, I went out and looked at what needed to be done, figuring I'd just be picking some garbage up from the fenceline and be done in under 10 minutes easy. This was at 11 AM.
My task of SWEEPING the entire walkway free of these micro-bits of gravel AND patrolling the ENTIRE area for garbage was finished at 3 PM. My requests for additional help were denied. And now the entire hangar, including the officers in charge of our department and both squadrons there, are convinced I've done something terribly wrong to be stuck doing that on my own.
I left a report on the matter with our Command Master Chief, so at least I can be sure something will be done about the matter. The people in my hangar may be jackholes, but our higher-ups are very good people. I may be exhausted and mad as hell, but I know I'm in good hands.
*shoots the first person to make an Allstate joke*
...If you didn't say "You, Xaq/Will/Czshaiguhgxaqafuiih;ilerstifkib.", you are incorrect and lose your brownie priviliges.
Anyway, I went out and looked at what needed to be done, figuring I'd just be picking some garbage up from the fenceline and be done in under 10 minutes easy. This was at 11 AM.
My task of SWEEPING the entire walkway free of these micro-bits of gravel AND patrolling the ENTIRE area for garbage was finished at 3 PM. My requests for additional help were denied. And now the entire hangar, including the officers in charge of our department and both squadrons there, are convinced I've done something terribly wrong to be stuck doing that on my own.
I left a report on the matter with our Command Master Chief, so at least I can be sure something will be done about the matter. The people in my hangar may be jackholes, but our higher-ups are very good people. I may be exhausted and mad as hell, but I know I'm in good hands.
*shoots the first person to make an Allstate joke*