Another day here in Iraq. We really haven’t done much yet.
We were standing in formation this morning, waiting to start PT, and a group of guys drove by in a HMMWV. One of them yelled, “Thanks for the relief, bitches!”
I wanted to chase them down, drag them out of that HMMWV, and light their asses up. I was fucking furious. I guess it was just “Joe” having fun, but it still rubbed me the wrong way.
We have only been here for a few days, but it’s already like Groundhog Day.
We do the same things every day. Today, it was PT, following by training, and then I walked over to the DFAC (Dining Facility) for dinner. The chow hall that we went to, Taji has more than one, is really pretty nice. It’s big. It’s like a cafeteria, with a short order line, a panini line, and a salad bar. It is staffed by TCNs, or 3rd country nationals. I’m not sure where they are from, but I’d guess U.A.E., maybe.
Anyway, there is an area full of fresh fruits at one end of the salad bar, and they have a big box full of different kinds of melons. One of the food service guys stands there and cuts the melon for whoever wants some. I was really impressed. This guy has a routine for cutting honeydew and cantaloupe, and he’s clearly gotten some practice. He cuts them in half, scoops out the seeds, and in a flash he got half of a melon skinned and cut into chunks. I’m going to have to keep an eye on him, and see if I can figure out how to do it.
Funny, I was looking for images of the chow hall, and I stumbled across this video. These are officers from my unit goofing off in the chow hall on Christmas.
We’ve been hearing that guys from 4/9, the unit we are replacing, are complaining that they are still working and we aren’t yet. I”d be happy to start working, I think we all would, but we don’t have all of our equipment yet. Our Strykers aren’t completely set up yet either.