Sometimes, I seriously hate my job. Other times, like right now, I seriously like my job. I had a Captain call me up complaining that something he requested a week ago wasn't done yet. I told him that I had been given a higher priority project. He started ranting and raving. I told him he needed to calm down if he expected to get anywhere with the project I was working on for him. He got even madder and started cussing at me so I hung up on him. About 5 minutes later, he shows up in my office. Between the time I hung up on him and he walked into my office, a Lt. Col. whom I was working on a more important project for calls. When the Captain walks in, first words out of his mouth: "Who the **** do you think you are?" Right after that from over the phone I hear: "Hand the phone over to whoever that is." The look on the Captains face went from pissed off to oh **** in about .3 seconds and then he handed the phone back to me, apologized then turned and walked out. When I put the phone back up to my ear, the Lt. Col. says: "I'll have to call you back, I have to take care of something that just came up."
Originally Posted by Hendrix
No one really knows the reason for LCOG Jeeps.
Its so short ****s like me and you can still get in.
My issue was I couldn't get the balls centered. I had to use some extra force to get everything lined up right. It didn't take me long.
September 11 2001