If you have ever been a Sheriff in an old, lawless western town, then you know exactly what I'm going through here. Some of you know where I am and others don't but the important part is knowing that I absolutely hate it here and need to be back home.
My job is simple. Matter of fact most every other career field in the Air Force thinks we are knuckle dragging idiots but facts are we are the only ones given a gun and entrusted to make the hard decisions on when to use it. Back to what I was saying, my job is simple. I enforce laws and regulations. When a cop pulls you over and tells you you were speeding, for the most part you know exactly where it was he caught you and that he should have been clocking you about 5 miles before that because you were speeding even more back there. I do the same thing, only when I tell someone that they are in the wrong, they believe whole hearted that I am wrong. They also believe that they can throw any officer rank and name at me and think I'll crap my pants and just let them do what they want to do. Fact is, I don't give a flying F*@&!!!!
That's my life right now. I had to respond to a call from the tower (Who think we are at their beckon call by the way) about an aircraft moving spots on the flight line. They wanted me to make contact with the individuals, who's aircraft it was, and scold them for not letting the tower know that they were moving the thing 20 feet. I still don't know why. Fast forward about 3 days........whooooosh........I get a call from one of my guys who is very good about doing his job. He tells me that some guy will not and actually refused to get out and do a FOD check before entering the flight line. For those that don't know, FOD is Foreign Objects and Debris, or in other words, rocks stuck in your tires that can get sucked into the intake of an aircraft and ruin it. So its my job to show up, scold the individual who is being dumb, thank my troops for doing their jobs and then try not to pull all my hair out because I've been reduced to Rock Police. And get crap from people about it.
If you were to put up a sign that says Do Not Cross This Gap In The Pavement......Lava Will Kill You If You Do, in the Air Force there would be charred bodies lying about and one cop sitting at the edge trying to stop other from crossing the gap. And every last one of them would say, "But I have to go this way, I go this way everyday, for years now!" An out and out lie I know, but for some reason they still do it. I talked to a Lt. Col the other day who wanted to bring a vehicle onto the flightline, I asked where his vehicle pass was that allowed him to drive it on the flightline.
He says, "To be honest i just stole this vehicle and I have no clue if there is a pass,"
"Kudos for the honesty there Col. but I can't let you on without a pass," was my reply.
He then says," But I'm just going right there, its not really that far onto the flightline"
so I say, "Well sir, park the vehicle right over here on the outside of the flightline and walk."
He says, "Are you really going to make me walk," and maneuvered to show me his rank yet again.
And I say, "But sir, its just right there, i mean its not even that far onto the flightline."
He drove away and didn't even come onto the flightline at all. Baby.
This is the crap i have to deal with on a daily basis. Everyone is special and deserves special treatment and anything me or my co-workers say isn't important and doesn't matter. Kinda makes me feel like I don't need to be here.....I'm done playing I wanna go home now.....
till later
Showing posts with label Controlled Chaos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Controlled Chaos. Show all posts
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
It Begins......
First of all, I would like to apologize for spelling and most likely grammar errors in the previous post. I'm not perfect and even though 'patients' was spelled correctly, I meant to write 'patience' as in, 'calm while waiting' or something to that effect.
Anyway moving on.....
The journey has begun. While I can't tell exactly where I'm going or how long I'm going to be there, I can give ya'll some general stuff that gives you a good idea. First, I'm in the Air Force, and its time for me to go overseas and do what it is we were trained to do. Which of course in my case means ride around in my vehicle and either guard planes or pull people over and write tickets. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to be writing tickets this go-around. I made the long flight from Anchorage, Alaska to Baltimore yesterday and it wore me out. Last night was spent waking up every 5 to 10 minutes thinking I was going to miss my alarm and not make it to the airport. I'm a nervous traveler as it is, and having to leave my Beautiful wife Heather and two precious little girls Rose and Brooke isn't making it any easier. I've grown accustom to spending time with my wife and not having to be away from her and I've never been away from the girls for longer than 3 weeks, so this is going to be tough. I sit now at the USO lounge in the airport trying to help the time pass by adding my second blog entry.
Before I go I would like to say....er...write a little prayer....
Dear Lord, protect all those I Love and care about back here in the States. Be with them and watch over them while I'm away. Be with me also Lord God and keep me safe to return soon to my family. AMEN.
Anyway moving on.....
The journey has begun. While I can't tell exactly where I'm going or how long I'm going to be there, I can give ya'll some general stuff that gives you a good idea. First, I'm in the Air Force, and its time for me to go overseas and do what it is we were trained to do. Which of course in my case means ride around in my vehicle and either guard planes or pull people over and write tickets. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to be writing tickets this go-around. I made the long flight from Anchorage, Alaska to Baltimore yesterday and it wore me out. Last night was spent waking up every 5 to 10 minutes thinking I was going to miss my alarm and not make it to the airport. I'm a nervous traveler as it is, and having to leave my Beautiful wife Heather and two precious little girls Rose and Brooke isn't making it any easier. I've grown accustom to spending time with my wife and not having to be away from her and I've never been away from the girls for longer than 3 weeks, so this is going to be tough. I sit now at the USO lounge in the airport trying to help the time pass by adding my second blog entry.
Before I go I would like to say....er...write a little prayer....
Dear Lord, protect all those I Love and care about back here in the States. Be with them and watch over them while I'm away. Be with me also Lord God and keep me safe to return soon to my family. AMEN.
Friday, February 26, 2010
First of many
With the advances in technology, anyone with a computer and Internet access can be a published writer....sort of. I my friends am no exception, and those willing to take a ride through my brain with me will have some fun for sure. I've had thoughts on if I would ever start my own Blog, what it would be about and whether or not I would keep it going. So here it is....The First of Many...I hope. I will, as alluded to earlier, take you on a wild ride through my thoughts, interests, ambitions and life. I've had an interesting life so far and will share old stories as well as share my life as it happens...edited of course.
Where to begin...
I feel an explanation of the title of this blog would be a great place to start. Controlled Chaos: Inside the mind of a Hunter. I chose Controlled Chaos because its what I feel someone would describe my mind if they could take a look inside. No one would want to stay long enough because it would probably smell like farts and beer. As for the second part, everyone knows a hunter has to be cunning, swift and agile, precise and accurate and patient. My life in the last few years has had to be just that. With work, ambitions and of course my addiction to a computer game, has made me a hunter.
Another explanation...
I'm a cop in the military. I hunt down those who break the law on base. A far cry from my previous assignment but I do enjoy it. Just this afternoon I was searching for the perfect spot to run LIDAR. (a laser speed measuring device, very accurate, very precise....word to the wise, cop pulls you over and says he measured your speed on a LIDAR? Hang your head and just accept it, he's right.) I looked around the terrain with all the snow and found a spot my white Impala would blend in just enough with out being considered "hiding." I sat for maybe 30 minutes patiently waiting for the right moment and BINGO....40mph in a 30mph zone. I must say one of the best parts is noticing the driver looking down to check their speed when they finally do see you and try to slow down but you already had them waaaaay back, priceless. And of course they want to argue. "I know I wasn't going that fast." they will say. It takes all my power to maintain professionalism and NOT say "Then why did you look down at your speedometer and slam on your breaks when you finally saw me?...HHMMM" Its not like I enjoy ruining peoples day, and my family and friends will tell you I will usually let them off with a warning, but arguers get the citation. I even had a guy tell me this would be his first ticket and when I ran the license he had one prior for speeding and another for not wearing his seat belt. I of course had to call him out on it while I issued him his second ticket for speeding. But enough about work....
I am always on the "hunt" for more knowledge. This is also true in my faith. I have always been a Christian, and at one point coined the phrase "Religious Mutt" to describe myself because I had been most Christian denominations (to include the Non-Denominational churches) with the exception of Catholic. Well I guess you could say I'm now a JOATCC...Jack Of All Traditional Christian Churches. On February 1st of this year my Wife and I were confirmed in the Catholic Church. I haven't always stayed strong in my faith, there were a few years, We will call them the Dark Years, where I was excellent at coming up with an excuse not to go to church. With help from my beautiful Wife, Heather, we learned and prayed and have reached a wonderful starting point with a renewed and refreshed Love for God. This of course will be a great and continued driving force while I'm away from my family for the next 6 months...and of course we will talk about all this later.
With patients, cunning and agility, I feel I've become a pretty good father. I have two beautiful and energy-filled daughters Rose Elaine and Brooke Marie. *deep breath* They are excellent, and a lot of fun, but sometimes Rose, Momma and Daddy want to sleep till 0800, please. This will be a fun part of this blog, they do some funny stuff.
Lastly for this edition, it must be mentioned that I have two addictions. One is Beer, which is going to be an ambition for me and my family because I'm going to start my own Craft-Brewery. I brew my own beer and I do enjoy the process as well as the product. And the other is the World of Warcraft. Yes, I know you can all stop groaning now. It's fun, and I've gotten good at it. That's the other meaning for the name of this blog. Lainatan is my main character and he is a Hunter. So I will probably talk a bit about him an some of my other characters as well as the game in general from time to time. OK you can resume the groaning.
Well, I feel its time to bring the First of Many to a close. I hope I can, if nothing else, entertain you with this blog from time to time and update you on my wonderful life.
Until Later......
Nate
a.k.a Lainatan
Where to begin...
I feel an explanation of the title of this blog would be a great place to start. Controlled Chaos: Inside the mind of a Hunter. I chose Controlled Chaos because its what I feel someone would describe my mind if they could take a look inside. No one would want to stay long enough because it would probably smell like farts and beer. As for the second part, everyone knows a hunter has to be cunning, swift and agile, precise and accurate and patient. My life in the last few years has had to be just that. With work, ambitions and of course my addiction to a computer game, has made me a hunter.
Another explanation...
I'm a cop in the military. I hunt down those who break the law on base. A far cry from my previous assignment but I do enjoy it. Just this afternoon I was searching for the perfect spot to run LIDAR. (a laser speed measuring device, very accurate, very precise....word to the wise, cop pulls you over and says he measured your speed on a LIDAR? Hang your head and just accept it, he's right.) I looked around the terrain with all the snow and found a spot my white Impala would blend in just enough with out being considered "hiding." I sat for maybe 30 minutes patiently waiting for the right moment and BINGO....40mph in a 30mph zone. I must say one of the best parts is noticing the driver looking down to check their speed when they finally do see you and try to slow down but you already had them waaaaay back, priceless. And of course they want to argue. "I know I wasn't going that fast." they will say. It takes all my power to maintain professionalism and NOT say "Then why did you look down at your speedometer and slam on your breaks when you finally saw me?...HHMMM" Its not like I enjoy ruining peoples day, and my family and friends will tell you I will usually let them off with a warning, but arguers get the citation. I even had a guy tell me this would be his first ticket and when I ran the license he had one prior for speeding and another for not wearing his seat belt. I of course had to call him out on it while I issued him his second ticket for speeding. But enough about work....
I am always on the "hunt" for more knowledge. This is also true in my faith. I have always been a Christian, and at one point coined the phrase "Religious Mutt" to describe myself because I had been most Christian denominations (to include the Non-Denominational churches) with the exception of Catholic. Well I guess you could say I'm now a JOATCC...Jack Of All Traditional Christian Churches. On February 1st of this year my Wife and I were confirmed in the Catholic Church. I haven't always stayed strong in my faith, there were a few years, We will call them the Dark Years, where I was excellent at coming up with an excuse not to go to church. With help from my beautiful Wife, Heather, we learned and prayed and have reached a wonderful starting point with a renewed and refreshed Love for God. This of course will be a great and continued driving force while I'm away from my family for the next 6 months...and of course we will talk about all this later.
With patients, cunning and agility, I feel I've become a pretty good father. I have two beautiful and energy-filled daughters Rose Elaine and Brooke Marie. *deep breath* They are excellent, and a lot of fun, but sometimes Rose, Momma and Daddy want to sleep till 0800, please. This will be a fun part of this blog, they do some funny stuff.
Lastly for this edition, it must be mentioned that I have two addictions. One is Beer, which is going to be an ambition for me and my family because I'm going to start my own Craft-Brewery. I brew my own beer and I do enjoy the process as well as the product. And the other is the World of Warcraft. Yes, I know you can all stop groaning now. It's fun, and I've gotten good at it. That's the other meaning for the name of this blog. Lainatan is my main character and he is a Hunter. So I will probably talk a bit about him an some of my other characters as well as the game in general from time to time. OK you can resume the groaning.
Well, I feel its time to bring the First of Many to a close. I hope I can, if nothing else, entertain you with this blog from time to time and update you on my wonderful life.
Until Later......
Nate
a.k.a Lainatan
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