The saga of bullshit continues, friends.
Today marked the third day of straight retardation in the life of this guy. We got woken up at 4am for a building inspection which I had a feeling would happen at some point.. just not so soon. After sitting downstairs in the day room for two hours trying to stay awake, we were told that we failed horribly and that we shall be spending the weekend and days afterward in tents outside since we live in "filth" as it was put. I"m not sure what our superiors saw but my area was clean. On top of that we have to move EVERYTHING outside this weekend. I mean everything... tvs, computers, etc.
My question is... if it rains who is going to pay for water damage... and if it gets stolen who is going to pay for that also? The Army is straight up stupid sometimes... especially this week. I'm pretty sure that I've made up my mind not to re-enlist once my four years have expired.. assuming I don't get kicked out on a medical chapter before then for my knee.
I have lost a lot of faith in something that I held in such high regard.
In other shitty news, the roommate situation is no better. He had mentioned at work today that he was going to clean some of the room which I was surprised to hear. We got back and he swept and swiffered some of the room. He had a shit ton of dirty dishes in the sink that he also said he would get too. Yeah... who has two thumbs and ended up doing the dishes, cleaning the sink, cleaning the entire bathroom... THIS GUY.
I think I may ask my Sgt if I can kick him out because I can do a better job of cleaning this room without him fucking up my rhythm.
I"m sorry that my posts as of late have revolved around this douchebag but unfortunately its all I can really think about. I have not slept for three nights straight... what I mean by that is good sleep. When I do sleep the two or three hours a night they usually are nightmares about the Army. Its incredibly disturbing and I am worn the fuck out. I was thinking about trying to go to a Chaplin or Counselor on post if they have one. The stress and the lack of sleep plus my knee is just equaling epic fucking failure for this guy.
But I'm going to attempt to move on and bury my stress like I always do. No one here to help me so I guess I"ll just ignore it.. or try to. My parents are concerned about my mental health and my knee. Why am I here?
Today marked the third day of straight retardation in the life of this guy. We got woken up at 4am for a building inspection which I had a feeling would happen at some point.. just not so soon. After sitting downstairs in the day room for two hours trying to stay awake, we were told that we failed horribly and that we shall be spending the weekend and days afterward in tents outside since we live in "filth" as it was put. I"m not sure what our superiors saw but my area was clean. On top of that we have to move EVERYTHING outside this weekend. I mean everything... tvs, computers, etc.
My question is... if it rains who is going to pay for water damage... and if it gets stolen who is going to pay for that also? The Army is straight up stupid sometimes... especially this week. I'm pretty sure that I've made up my mind not to re-enlist once my four years have expired.. assuming I don't get kicked out on a medical chapter before then for my knee.
I have lost a lot of faith in something that I held in such high regard.
In other shitty news, the roommate situation is no better. He had mentioned at work today that he was going to clean some of the room which I was surprised to hear. We got back and he swept and swiffered some of the room. He had a shit ton of dirty dishes in the sink that he also said he would get too. Yeah... who has two thumbs and ended up doing the dishes, cleaning the sink, cleaning the entire bathroom... THIS GUY.
I think I may ask my Sgt if I can kick him out because I can do a better job of cleaning this room without him fucking up my rhythm.
I"m sorry that my posts as of late have revolved around this douchebag but unfortunately its all I can really think about. I have not slept for three nights straight... what I mean by that is good sleep. When I do sleep the two or three hours a night they usually are nightmares about the Army. Its incredibly disturbing and I am worn the fuck out. I was thinking about trying to go to a Chaplin or Counselor on post if they have one. The stress and the lack of sleep plus my knee is just equaling epic fucking failure for this guy.
But I'm going to attempt to move on and bury my stress like I always do. No one here to help me so I guess I"ll just ignore it.. or try to. My parents are concerned about my mental health and my knee. Why am I here?
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elicit77:
I think this is the point where you must take charge, no matter how dirty it gets, since the two of you are in a sense a "unit" or "cell". One can't survive without the other, kind of like cells in your body, where one cell depends on the other they must be in unison or else their health depletes or they die. Hope that makes sense. Either way I'm sending you my luck so it doesn't rain! 
fashionista:
I am so sorry sweetie. That is horrible. You MUST do SOMETHING, anything, about this guy! It's just not right. No one should have to live with or deal with someone like that! {{{hugs}}}