ord
time flies…
2003-2004-2005-
22 dec 2005, the day I ORD.
i should be feeling overjoyed and ecstatic and over the top, don’t get me wrong i am everything as mentioned earlier except that out of a scale of 10, i would rate my excitement and synergy level a mere 6. i am not kidding, some say i am being cynical of sorts but I still cant figure out my indifferent attitude to this so called ‘important milestone’ into the next chapter of my life journey.
the cliché portrait of a well build solider in a smartly pressed NO 4 holding on to his SAR 21, with camouflage smeared all over his face and with his full battle order well strapped onto his body with his eyes full of fire and determination all ready to defend his country.
well i am certainly none of the above. in fact I am nowhere near the above description .
instead let me delete and rephrase my so-called ‘definition’ of a solider and in other words my time in the saf….
armed with my whistle and my float, i patrol the confines of the swimming pool in my air base camp decked out in my bright yellow ‘isnt it obvious’ lifeguard shirt and my dull black shorts, with my really expensive oakleys and my spf 30 banana boat sun block to shield off the harmful UV rays.
every now and than, my job scope requires me to protect the pool from the creatures of the wild (cobra, ‘komodo dragaon’, toads, cats and dogs) found lurking in the pool’s compound, my weapon of choice range from a stick, insecticides, a net and very handy the pest control number.
scrubbing of algae found in the pool is mandatory and failure to do it will result in very serious consequences meted out my the head lifeguard who i must say is very wise and experienced considering the fact that he has been doing this ‘job’ for half his life-time, or should I say all his life.
in my line of work, boredom is not an option. no doubt I have learnt a couple of skills and important life lessons, but I feel that the whole experience would have been much better if they had just posted me to mindef’s legal department as I have requested but that again is not an option.
after all that is said and done, i still consider myself lucky and very blessed to be a lifeguard. i reckon my life would be any better in the combat side.
i guess my ord began some time back… to be very precise, 22 aug 2003.
*to all my caffeine bitches, starbucks is giving away free coffee tom (08 dec 05) from 5 to 7pm. *
2003-2004-2005-
22 dec 2005, the day I ORD.
i should be feeling overjoyed and ecstatic and over the top, don’t get me wrong i am everything as mentioned earlier except that out of a scale of 10, i would rate my excitement and synergy level a mere 6. i am not kidding, some say i am being cynical of sorts but I still cant figure out my indifferent attitude to this so called ‘important milestone’ into the next chapter of my life journey.
the cliché portrait of a well build solider in a smartly pressed NO 4 holding on to his SAR 21, with camouflage smeared all over his face and with his full battle order well strapped onto his body with his eyes full of fire and determination all ready to defend his country.
well i am certainly none of the above. in fact I am nowhere near the above description .
instead let me delete and rephrase my so-called ‘definition’ of a solider and in other words my time in the saf….
armed with my whistle and my float, i patrol the confines of the swimming pool in my air base camp decked out in my bright yellow ‘isnt it obvious’ lifeguard shirt and my dull black shorts, with my really expensive oakleys and my spf 30 banana boat sun block to shield off the harmful UV rays.
every now and than, my job scope requires me to protect the pool from the creatures of the wild (cobra, ‘komodo dragaon’, toads, cats and dogs) found lurking in the pool’s compound, my weapon of choice range from a stick, insecticides, a net and very handy the pest control number.
scrubbing of algae found in the pool is mandatory and failure to do it will result in very serious consequences meted out my the head lifeguard who i must say is very wise and experienced considering the fact that he has been doing this ‘job’ for half his life-time, or should I say all his life.
in my line of work, boredom is not an option. no doubt I have learnt a couple of skills and important life lessons, but I feel that the whole experience would have been much better if they had just posted me to mindef’s legal department as I have requested but that again is not an option.
after all that is said and done, i still consider myself lucky and very blessed to be a lifeguard. i reckon my life would be any better in the combat side.
i guess my ord began some time back… to be very precise, 22 aug 2003.
*to all my caffeine bitches, starbucks is giving away free coffee tom (08 dec 05) from 5 to 7pm. *
posted by theflyisneverdead at 12/07/2005 12:44:00 PM
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