Now you would think after all my complaining and lamenting that I'd be super motivated and excited about going to the gym today, wouldn't you? Not so. I was dreading it but I hauled my happy butt there anyway, along with the screaming meanie's angry butt. He hollered at the prospect of me being 20 feet away so I had to put him in his car seat next to the treadmill. He was hollering 15 mins in to my little workout so I cut it short after he screamed for five minutes. Five minutes doesn't sound very long but when you're in public with a screaming kid AND running at the same time, it's an eternity.
After the gym I stopped by the commissary and saw someone I really didn't want to see. (Thankfully, he didn't see me.) He's a wing commander now but I knew him when he was a squadron commander and a deputy group commander. (Brown) He's conceited, full of himself, and he wasn't very nice to me when I was a Lt. I was in my old sweaty gym clothes and he was in his uniform, now as a full bird colonel. I'm sure if I thought he was pompous before he'd be an amazing a$$h#le now. When I was putting my groceries in the car I saw that Schmitty's piano teacher had followed me out and was parked two cars away. I pretended not to see him and he did the same, I'm still pissed about last week's lesson. I've been trying to work on my nice voice so I could call him and verify we're on for this Wed afternoon but I wasn't prepared to do it in the parking lot.
Day after tomorrow we leave for Normandy. Again, I'm not looking forward to a twelve hour bus ride with all the scout families. (or the screaming meanie)
Well, I should go shower. Maybe that will cheer me up because I'm not in a great mood today.
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that a-hole is a wing commander? google the peters principle....we all rise to the level of our incompetance....obviously its working
Heehee! I'm glad you thought the same thing. I overheard a counseling session where Ackerley told him he'd just killed his career by turning down some position he'd applied for. (something to do with being a high-level advisor in Afghanistan or something, he was selected and then he chickened out) I guess Ackerley was wrong.
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