Some people are real jerks.
I mean it; they are so balls deep in their asshole ways that having a
conversation with them is just as excruciating as being forced to listen to a
Justin Bieber song. I had a not so fun
little experience with one of these ass bags yesterday as I tried to get on
base to pick up my kids. I roll up to
the gate after waiting in line for like a whole five minutes to show my ID to
the rent a cop standing guard. To my
surprise there was a master sergeant checking ID's, which is odd because he
fits the "chief" role rather than the "Indian" role and he
was doing the job of a peon.
"I'm a douche bag, I look like a douche bag, I talk
like a douche bag, so I must be a dirty piece of shit douche bag. Don't you think I'm a douche bag?"
That's not what he really said, but it is most certainly the
subliminal message he sent when he asked his real question.
"Why are you wearing A1C stripes?" How about because I suck at PT like Ashley
Simpson sucks at lip singing. Are you really
asking me this question when all you have to do is scan my card into your
little hand held computer so it can spill out all the details of my career to
you? Why does it matter anyway? Just note my arrival and let me move the fuck on. I'm not a piece of shit airman. I've worked hard in the time I've spent in
the air force and my only downfall has been that fucking PT test. I hate when people assume that I'm a bad kid
because I’m not the greatest at everything I do. I've received the same punishment as someone
who stole money from the air force.
Think about it, this girl frauds the government, is branded a thief, and
all that happens is she gets her stripe taken away. She didn't even get discharged. Me?
Well I've been a model citizen and my only downfall is running, yet
because I can't pass the test, I get tossed into the same bin as the thief and
on top of that, get a discharge. I
disliked her a lot, especially when she was eligible to win awards from the people she robbed, while even
though I passed my PT test, my low scores weren’t good enough to allow my hard
work to be recognized. What’s really
important here? It really makes a lot of
sense if you don't think about it.
"I lost my other stripe." That was the only answer I could come up
with. Sure, he was probably asking
because my ID stated that I was a SrA and it looked as if I put on an old
uniform because it was laundry day.
Nope, not in this case, but you're forgiven because you did, at least,
have a legit question, even though all you need to do is scan my ID and let me
through, jackass. I mean, in all honesty
it’s none of your business. If I was out
of uniform, some of the many people I work with daily would have surely noticed
it and brought it to my attention.
"I lost my other stripe, SERGEANT,” he answered back
with slight contempt in his voice. My
eyes gazed from the steering wheel and moved slowly towards the sound of this
assholes voice. He didn't. He has to be kidding. I mean I know he has four more stripes than I
do, but he wouldn't be that arrogant would he?
Is his ego that hungry that it needs to be spoon fed encouragement by
people he doesn't even know? Is it
that important that I know what rank you are even though I can clearly see it
on your arm? What kind of tenacious ass
hat needs to flaunt his rank to other people for his own sick
gratification? I'm not even in the same
squadron as this dude. Maybe that's how
the security police talk to each other, but I'm medical, and over there we
treat each other with respect (I think).
I've been in the military for close to six years now and not once during
that entire time, including basic training, did I ever have to end my answer
towards someone by uttering their rank.
This isn't the army dude, I'm not your lap dog, I'm not your troop, and
I'm certainly not your bitch.
"How about you take it up the ass, faggot." I wanted to say that so bad. What would be the point though, I only have a
few weeks left with this wretched job and I don't need to get myself into trouble. So what do I do? Do I answer him the way he wants me to so his
ego can be successfully stroked? All
while my ego and my pride get shattered to pieces because a person who outranks
me wants to be an arrogant flaming cock bite?
"Yes sir, that's correct." There, I fit a sir in there to show you the
respect your rank holds, but don't think for one second that I respect you at all. If you want respect from someone, I suggest
dealing out a little bit of it first. It’s
kind of like that saying, treat people how you want to be treated. Well if you treat people like shit, they’ll
most likely respond in the same manner. People
don't like or respect these types of people and it's because they’re not considerate
to others. I should have just taken his
name and tattled to my first shirt about him, but that's just petty. I'm a 26 year old man with a wife and two
kids and I’m even a home owner. I may
not be the most mature person in the world, but I'm still an adult and I demand
to be treated like one, regardless of what the rank on my arm says. So here you go asshole, you got a
"sir" out of the deal rather than what you wanted and you'd better
take it because that's all you're going to get from me. I don't know why I let these things get to
me, but they do and it's annoying. I
should take this whole incident and file it under the “ annoying as fuck"
folder in the filing cabinet within my brain.
This way when I talk to people in the future about my military career
and they want to know what the epitome of "anal retentive power hungry,
egotistical, wannabe alpha male" is, I'll have a story to share with them.
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