Wow. This shit is getting real. In 95 hours, I'll be out of Iraq forever. Dang.
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My going away was last night, and it was kind of weird. These things have a pretty routine schedule. First, the person who's leaving's boss gets up and says some good things, then people around the room stand up and either say something good or roast the person. Then, the Project Manager presents them with a certificate, followed by the person giving a speech. Then everybody eats, takes pics, and hugs the person leaving.
Well, my boss got up and started it off about how I am a nice guy, soft heart, go-to person, etc., etc., etc. Then, she was like, ok now we'll open it up to whoever has something to say.
This guy Robert stands up and starts off "Well, when Jake first got here, he had a girlfriend and a dog..." Oh shit, I thought, this can NOT be good. I piped up with "Robert, tread lightly my friend." But, no worky. He proceeds to tell a story about how horrible my relationship was when I got here and how I was screaming at Maddie in front of my entire office every night, calling her every name in the book, about my dog and a bunch of other personal shit. There wasn't even a punch line. The crickets were unbearable. I'd like to say that the "roasting" got a lot better after that, but I'd be lying. The next three people who stood up all said pretty much the same thing, which would be "Basically, Jake is the most negative person I know, but he's funny as hell." My boss's boss, who doesn't really know me, came up to me afterward and was like "Son, maybe it's a good thing you're going home."
That's not to say it was all bad. In order to stop the agony, I got up and roasted myself, telling the story of how I donned my entire Nuclear Biological and Chemical suit WITH gas mask, filters, duct taped banana suit, the whole deal, on my 3rd night here when they ran a test of the alarm system. It killed.
And several people did get up and say that I always brightened their day, was one of the sharpest minds on camp, and was very capable and helpful. I thought one person in particular summed me up pretty good:
"Jake is the only person I know who can brighten someone's day by being completely negative. He is always a good laugh. He is the type of person who you know does NOT want to work, but if you ask him to do something, anything, he will get it done, and done right. He has a low tolerance for stupidity and laziness, but as soft a heart as I've ever seen. I'd take a team of all Jakes any day and twice on Sunday." I took all that as a compliment, backhanded or not.
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Astros lose. Albers, you can't give up that many runs dude. We won't win if you do that.
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I've already got my post topics for the last 3 days of SDB:
Tomorrow: Star Wars: A Gigantic Dork's Thoughts
Sunday: Music about endings and beginnings
Monday: Farewell
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I"m wondering if I should shoo LJW before I leave. I'm afraid if he stays after I'm gone, they'll spray for bugs and he'll get killed. Although he probably doesn't have much time left anyway. He's at least 3 weeks old.
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I've heard Van Morrison is a raging prick. I like his music.
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