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[Jun. 30th, 2008|07:08 pm] |
I have a blood chit. Isn't that cool?
I finally got my NCOER signed and sent to Human Resources Command. It's due today. It would be late, except for the fact that we're a few hours ahead of HRC. So it counts. I involved nearly a dozen people in both the S-1 and the Commo fields in this process. I hate digital forms.
I will be heading out to the place where I'm heading sooner than I thought I would head there. I guarantee a mailing address by the end of the week. At that time I will be able to talk about what I'm going to do when I get there, since my job title and organization is part of the address. I certainly won't be going into any detail, since I'm not stupid. But I can lay out the basics of what I'll be doing.
To quell any random speculation, no, this does not involve troop leadership (except for one kid) or going out of the wire on a regular basis, although the team OIC is planning to try to hook up with EOD assets we'll be co-located with to see if we can go play with them. It does, however, involve having a room to myself. And an NTV that I might share with one other person.
My life rocks.
Also, my wife is moving without me. Again. Closing out the Killeen house and splitting the stuff into storage stuff and what is going to Austin.
Again, my wife rocks my socks. I honestly believe there is almost nothing she cannot achieve. I don't know why she loves me, but I never doubt that she does.
I need to end this before I get too mopey. |
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I have a blood chit. Isn't that cool?
It is, actually. I just hope you don't need to USE it. I had to look those up not too long ago, wasn't aware they were still in use.
I'm gathering stuff for you, just waiting for the address.
DV
Jerry Springer was over here the other week, dispensing his wisdom about all things American. Included in his wisdom was the thought that American troops are often from poor backgrounds (oh, those nasty politicians making the poor go in the army because they can't afford not to do so, then sending them places they don't believe in going!)
The last time I saw any statistics, they suggested Springer was a horses ass. I can't remember where they were. Have you got any facts and figures I can unbamboozle people with?
The last time I saw anything like that was a while ago, but the Army Times had it.
At any rate, the most predominate background seems to be farm kids and military brats. The truly poor/uneducated/stupid/illiterate generally can't pass the ASVAB test.
I, too, knew what a 'blood chit' was, but had no idea they were still issued... so yeah that is cool, if ya get bring it home and show your grandkids.
Just what constitutes a NTV there? A Cadillac Convertible, or something more mundane... and does yours have AC?
This new gig sounds better than the armory thing, and maybe you'll get to play with them robot things to boot.
I don't get a robot, although the EODs have some (and to stop any vicious rumors, EOD does NOT stand for Electrically-Operated Dildo, and I don't know who said it does).
And the team NTVs include a couple gators, a Ford F-250, and a van.
"What is "blood chit"?"
Thank you for asking!
From: (Anonymous) 2008-07-01 05:53 am (UTC)
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According to the Oracle of Wales and Sanger (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blood_chit), a blood chit is a written message in various and sundry local languages that says, roughly:
"I am a Sapper Staff Sergeant in the Army of the US and A. My government will reward you if you return my butt unharmed to my SoldierergeantGrrrl."
cMAD
Got it in one, although not quite the same wording.
It's in a couple dozen languages, including German and Portuguese. And Hebrew, Amharic, Tingrayan, and some I will have to look up later.
I also would like to know what a blood chit is... I know in FRAG its the same as a med kit, but something tells me its not the same.
Thank you "Somebody," for the interesting {but screened} answer.
Yikes...
Do me a favor and don't use the damned thing...please?
Love you, have half the house packed, the other is strewn about higgedly-piggedly.
He's right, you know. You DO rock. :)
Thank you, you lovely woman, you! | |