So, I was supposed to leave for Afghanistan in two hours. So, being the good little USG that I am, I went to the airport where my military-air flight was supposed to be leaving from. Well, no quite, young sir. Not only was no one at the AMC (Army Mobility Command), but, when I called the desk number, THERE WAS NO FUCKING FLIGHT SCHEDULED! I have my orders, I confirmed with the 5 shop in charge of this shit; my command paid for the fucking flight, and lo, behold the magnificence of nothingness. NO FUCKING FLIGHT! Not that it was canceled, or delayed, or just running behind schedule. There was no schedule, because the flight, never even existed! My wife is happy because we have another night together, but anyone who has deployed knows that the build up to getting onto that bird is tough. Especially when you have to say goodbye to the loved ones, and then oh wait, we totally fucked up your orders and even though everything is on signed and dotted paperwork, we just totally fucked you in your ass. Have fun trying to get there! KTHXBAI!
What a load. Allright people. Since I am not leaving tonight, I am getting drunk. Have fun. I will post pics as I can (If I ever get the fuck outta this country).
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