Atwood Military Lounge

Remember the old YMCA/USO lounge in the air port. The air port has a new section and with it, a new lounge. Tonight is my four-hour volunteer block. This is easy peasy. I'm about to make some coffee and take a dump...

...okay, I'm back.

Army. They send these guys here straight out their MOS school and they have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on. They know what Brigade they're going to and they know it's on a base called Fort Richardson, but they know NOTHING else. So I make some calls and alls well.

Marine Corps. I get this E-9 in here, dressed in civilian clothes and I'm talkin' to him casually, but respectfully, and now he wont' leave me alone. He has been through here several times and he's enjoyed showing me the little things that I didn't get from the lady that relieved me. He needed help sending an e-mail. He didn't know how to do it. He's an E-9 for goodness sakes! So I sent an e-mail for him and then he tells me to leave him alone. He calls everything a waste of time. I want to punch him in his glasses.

I'm going to read my book.

Peace and Love,
Mungo