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With infinite wisdom, the Army will send my GS butt to Kentucky when I graduate, is it woo-hoo, or, boo-hoo? We will see. But graduation is way off (June).
Fellow hunters, lemmie know (can someone find me PRICES for nonresident hunting looked for 2 hours last night, bubkus!). Let me pump my ego to y'all. I have been complaining about my life's standards, and crummy jobs for quite some time now. Some of you may remember waaaaay back when I worked in the Nurnberg factory in Germany, then me bouncin' back and forth between Europe and Oklahoma (Yeah!). Then I got my foot in the government door with the PX, then DeCA (commissary), then Dept. of Navy, and finally (read below); I am currently an Army Civilian Intern, in the Ammunition Managers Logistics, Career Program course, at the Defense Ammunition Center here in McAlester, Oklahoma. If it is a bullet, bomb, grenade, artillery round, missile, rocket, gunpowder, or anything do do with that stuff, I will (soon) know all the aspects from it's need, use, storage, purchase, safety, trasnportation and all US laws for every stinking bit of it. If I don't screw up, at the end of this year, I will become an active apprentice in an Army Ammunition DEPOT as a GS-9 (I am now a GS-7). And if I don't drop the ball there(that means screw up), after one year of OJT (on the job training) I get GS-11. And yesterday, I learned I am going to the Bluegrass Army Depot, at Richmond Kentucky. I am feeling pretty danged good about my self lately!
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I tell you I don't get no respect. Why, the surgeon general, he offered me a cigarette. (Rodney) |
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