Neverending Story 2

Well I decided to keep going with my story this afternoon. So where did we leave off.


CLICK! So there I was. Sitting alone in the visitors center with Maury. After about 20 minuts and trying to figure out who the babys daddy was, a car pulled up. I kind of figured it was for me because it was a late Friday afternoon and its the AF so everyone was pretty much gone. In walks (well call him B). He walked right up to me and said "grab your shit." I may have been new but there was no way in hell someone who I had never met was going to say that to me. "Who the fuck are you talking to?" Was my response. The look on his face went from scowl to a smile. He than introduced himself as B. As he helped me grab my stuff ,and put it into is 1989 Nissan Hatchback, I began to realize that I wasnt in Kansas anymore. The sound of roaring turbines and the smell of Jet blast filled the air. He went on to tell me about the shop and the clicks and what it was like on base. We pulled up to the parking lot infront of the sheetmetal shop. There was hardly any cars there and the people that were there were walking out. (later I would learn that everybody schedules appointments on a Friday-legit or not)I walked in to what would be come to be known as one of the many layers of hell. Being the new guy the people that were there stopped and stared as B walked me into the office to introduce myself. The first person I noticed was the girl from the phone. She was eyeing me up and down along with the other girl that was sitting at the desk. Before I could even say hi, there was a loud bellow from all the way on the other side of the shop. "I FOUND MY NEW GUY" I glanced out from behind the door and all I could make out was a short man that could have been the set stand in for the staypuff marshmallow man. He scurried into the office as fast as he could (I was hoping he wouldnt die from the walk)and shook my hand. He introduced himself as EP. He ushered me out of the office and back tword the tool crib, where his office was. He looked at the clock and was astounded (as I can only imagine was the fact that he was still here) he grabbed the phone and called over tword the dorms to see if there was a room available. There was one that was ready to go and thank god it was on the 1st floor right next to the laundry room (These dorms are 3 storys high and can hold about 200 people)So he told B to take me to the dorms and get my room key. Ep turned to me and said "Look dont bother to come in till Monday morning at 730 and for the sake of all that is holy please dont come in that POS blue thing, BDU's are ok." From that point on with EP I knew it wasnt going to be all bad.

So that concludes this chapter of life. Im heading out for the evening to enjoy alittle but of R+R with my lovely wife. And as usual shes out the door before me. It cant possibly be because i farted again, can it?


-- Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit sniffing glue-- Airplane