October 18, 2004
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Hello everyone again. Lisa has written down another deployment memory so check it out. Not to be a copy cat or anything but I'm going to relay a memory from Kuwait.
We were in our third camp in Kuwait and almost everyone was on the brink of starvation from the non-edible food that they served. It was right after pt and myself as well as a couple of others were showering, when a knock came on the door and told us we had to hurry up for 1SG's formation. "Fantastic!" I thought rinsing and dressing as quickly as possible. I went to formation in my pt uniform with the shirt hanging out, shower shoes on my feet, and my hair all messed as well as a couple of others.
1SG was hollering like a preacher man trying to save our souls. A soldier in our company had lost his 9mm and guess who was the hide and seek party? Yep, the whole company. We must of looked I swear for almost a half an hour until the soldier who lost his weapon spoke up and said it fell in the porta-potty. The whole company was fit to be tied. I don't believe any of us talked to him again until almost two months.
Well that's all for now, God bless and take care,
Jen
Comments (3)
I forgot about The Hours. And christian screamed.
I had no idea that it fell in the portapotty! Wow. Who was it? I was pissed because I had just barely done anything worth calling a shower. Why did we have to get out of the shower? Who knows. It was stupid.
I guess you could say he was shooting the shit.
Dad
Crap, I know all that. The "why" was a rhetoric question, babe. I said it because there were plenty of people not currently in the shower who could have looked for it.
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