Why, you ask? Because. I have come to the conclusion that the Navy is never gonna go anywhere and it'll just continue to keep on sucking for everyone because people just don't care about anyone but themselves. In addition to that, no one ever bothers to correct anything wrong that they see on someone if they don't know them. I just saw a second class walking around in his service uniform with his garrison cap all tilted and shit like he were serving in the WWII Navy.... wow. and then, not even 5 minutes after that incident, I saw a third class walking around in his NWUs and my god was he FUCKED UP. He was wearing the wrong boots, his boot laces weren't tucked in and they were just swinging and swaying around all over the place, AND he didn't blouse his trousers right. I was just like, WTF dude, WTF. It's people like that who will ruin the uniforms for everyone else.... we're all dreaming of the day when we will be allowed to wear our uniforms out in town and shit, but with people like that fucking everything up, that day will never come. Now I suppose you are thinking, well if you feel so strongly about it how come you didn't fix them yourself? Simple answer to that, really. I'm just a stupid measly little airman who's been in for over 2 years and knows a lot because I've gained so much knowledge and information on all things navy in the past 2 years, but still my word means nothing because I don't have a crow on my sleeve, collar, or cover. Nope, because I am still not an NCO, my word means shit and if I would have told those two petty officers to fix themselves, they would have looked at me, laughed, and said who the fuck are you? So I just don't even bother. The part that bugs the shit about me though, is that a bunch of first classes passed by the NWU guy and were obviously looking at him but no one said shit to him. oh well. The Navy is doomed. You see, this is why I KNOW I'd make a good petty officer. Because I have spent the last two years studying up and reading about navy regulations and shit and I know so much but I can't enforce anything cuz I have no rank of any importance.... *sigh* FML. FTN.
SO..... looks like I'll be spending another six months as an E-3.... which will bring my grand total up to... 2 years and six months. *sigh* I hate this shit. Stupid Navy.... that's another six months of being shit on all the time, for those of you who don't know what the life of a non-NCO in today's military is like. I think the part that depresses me the most is that I know people who were my classmates and friends in FC A school who are now either FC2s or senior FC3s at their commands.... and hell, my buddy Mike, who i was in DEP and MEPS and boot camp with, just picked up YN2 with this cycle.... I mean don't get me wrong, yay for them I'm happy for them all but wow how unlucky and unfortunate do I have to be to keep getting screwed outta picking up Third? Like, Seriously?!? SO for those of you who don't know my little Navy bullshit story of how I am STILL an E-3 after over two years, here it is:
- My initial dreams for the Navy were shattered when I got dropped from FC A school for not being able to keep up in a "self-paced course"... with that, I lost my pushbutton Third Class, and that is what I consider to be the first time i got fucked out of PO3...
- Then, when I was about to graduate from AS A school, it was around the time of the next exam... or at least people were getting ready for it and signing worksheets and shit.... and me and a couple of my classmates who were also up for Third kept asking the schoolhouse and bugging them about the exam but all they said was that we had to wait till we graduated since they didn't know if we were really going to graduate and become rated ASs... so when we finally hit graduation we asked about it and they said that it was too late, and that we wouldn't have been able to take it anyway since we were just students.... (which, of course, was total and complete bullshit, because every other schoolhouse was practically forcing their eligible students to go out and take the exam) and so, that was the second time that I got fucked out of PO3 (also, I found out later on that when my LPO was the LPO of the schoolhouse, he used to write special evals all the time for students who were up to take the exam... so he called bullshit on that whole episode too)
- Next, I was on my ship already and the exams were coming up, and then my division wrote me an eval and gave me a P. Everyone who's anyone in the navy KNOWS that a P won't get you anywhere when it comes to the exams. But my division said that I only got a P because it was a special eval since I hadn't been there long enough (I had been there for 4 months when the exam came along)... when the results came out, obviously I didn't make it, and upon reviewing my worksheet with my supervisor, he said that if they had given me an MP instead of a P, I would have made it. (I later found out [which pisses me off even more] that one of the new girls in my shop who just got here right before this last cycle [204] was given an MP by the division, even though she had only been there for like a month and a half! Ain't that some bullshit....
- And then obviously, this last time I got fucked because I had to take the exam after being TAD for almost 7 months (and because the conditions surrounding my TAD weren't so good, I chose to stay as far away from my division and the AS rate as possible), AND my division once again gave me a P. How the hell would they even KNOW how I have been performing in the past 6 months if I haven't been in the division? I just fail to understand how that works. Someone, PLEASE enlighten me. And this was the cycle that the new chick in the shop got an MP. She said they gave her an MP because they wanted her to have a chance. So WTF? Did they just hate me so much and want to fuck me over that bad that they DIDN'T want me to have a chance? WOW what kind of bullshit is THAT?!?
God, I hate my life. The navy sucks and it's full of bullshit.... and now because of all the navy bullshit that I have had to endure, I must spend another 6 months of dealing with being shit on all the time since I'm just a measly worthless little E-3 who doesn't know shit. Oh well. /rant
*sigh* It's just one of those really shitty days, I guess. Oh well. Time for me to live up to my sailor nature and drink my sorrows away... hehe