Yep, it was one of “those” days. I came into work, and I see a note at my desk telling me I need to report for duty outside. Eh? So I go outside and I see my old CO, who tells me, “Linc, thanks for volunteering to help us out today.” “Hmm, that’s funny, because…

An update to the job situation at work: I am apparently so far low on the totem pole of importance that you’d have to dig 10 feet under just to get to me. So there were all these openings resulting from union concessions and people retiring that I basically had the pick of whatever assignment…

And I’m top of that I’m still coming in to work too. Why? Because that’s what real men do. We suck it up and do our jobs (and use the opportunity to hack and cough all over our supervisor’s desk in the hopes that our studly germs take over his wussy weenie immune system and…

I walked into the Chief’s office and sat down. The chief took his seat behind his desk and leaned back a little in a more relaxed position. “So, tell me what the problem is…” …three hours later I got a frantic call from my lieutenant asking me to call him back as soon as possible….