A mild bitch session about my conscience

Boy, I screwed myself trying doing the right thing! This isn’t the first time I’ve done this to myself. One time my name had been mysteriously deleted from the duty roster and I informed my commander. I could have kept my mouth shut and never pulled any special duties.

We’re on a Holiday schedule at work. Being the new guy I was unaware what my schedule was as I wasn’t assigned to my platoon when the schedule was made. Its day on, day off. I also find out that my household goods (furniture, clothes, basically everything else that we own) are being delivered today. When that happens you have to be home all day. They never tell you when they are coming just to be home between 8 am and 5 pm. So its kind of automitically a free day from work.

I was called on Friday evening and told that this coming week I’d be off monday, wednesday and friday. So I called my new platoon leader and told her I had my HH goods coming on tuesday so if it was okay with her I’d come in on Monday instead as I wouldn’t be in on tuesday anyway.

So monday morning I come to PT formation. We’re all expecting it to be quick as the company is at %50 right now and everyone just wants to get through the day and do holiday stuff anyway. Nope, because monday is the day He-Man Guy who was acting first sergeant right then works and instead of saying “At the command of fall out go conduct PT on your own” he commences to extreme muscle failure PT. I’m still sore.

But hey, its only an hour so its done. I meet some of my new soldiers. we’ve got an upcoming mission so we start getting equipment ready. One private asks me ***“Hey sarge, we thought you were off today”. ***I tell her about the HH goods and explain that if I had taken the day off I’d effectively have 2 days off in a row, and thats not fair to them. I’m not going to weasel an extra day off. How can I expect them to do the right thing if I don’t, even though I could have easily gotten away with it?

But monday was the day the battalion commander decides to visit and doesn’t like the way some areas look so theres a massive clean up effort. (funny how a colonel can say “its a bit dusty in here” and all of a sudden its translated into "scrub everything down!") Some of our equipment is farmed out to other companies so I have to track it down and some needed maintenance. *(remember I just got here, so I’m tracking down stuff I’ve never seen before!) *So I end up working a bit late, but fine. Grating even more was walking out of the building and finding out that almost everyone else had gone home earlier except my team. They seem like a good team and good soldiers and they did impress me in one day with their knowledge and skill in getting the equipment together and ready to roll. I figure my payoff will be getting up early on tuesday morning and playing WoW until the movers get here. After all, the rest of the day I’ll be unpacking and moving stuff around anyway. I know my wife. She’ll put me to work as soon as the movers leave. (they have to assemble stuff and take the trash and boxes with them, but Mrs. Jolly Roger is going to want to rearrange everything a dozen times. I know from experience)

So I get up and log on…its maintenance time on the game servers! And we’re outta coffee! AAARGH!:smack:

In the big scheme, this is no big deal. I’m either earning or paying for karma here though. All I had to do was not remind my platoon leader that I had the delivery today. She was even surprised that I did it. Oh well…honesty is the best policy, I guess.

So this is just minor bitching on my part. wednesday we’ll still be at 50% and we’ll conduct our mission out in the supposed rain we’re getting. Today I’ll be moving furniture. So my real first day off is going to be thursday. Curse my conscience! :slight_smile:

All I had to do was not say a word. The commander and first sergeant knew that my stuff was coming on tuesday so really, I didn’t have to tell the platoon leader anything, I could have played stupid, or even said, “Well, I won’t be in tuesday either because of my HH good delivery. Seeya on wednesday, hooah!” and skated off.

If you’re as much like me as I think you are, you’ll like yourself better for the honesty!

Honesty is a good thing. It does tend to bite you in the ass more often than not but at least you can feel good knowing you did the right thing.

I had the misfortune of getting myself involved in a problem at work and I had to report it to my boss this morning. Actually, I didn’t get myself involved. I was involved against my will but I can’t just let it slide. I could have. My life would certainly be a lot easier if I had. But, reporting it was the right thing to do. Now I get to spend the day wondering how much work is going to suck for me tonight. :rolleyes:

As for WoW and their damned maintenance, why is it that the only time I want to play during the week is on Tuesday? I had a great night at work. I made my quota. I didn’t hurt myself (oh, wait - I did, but it was minor). All I wanted to do was come home and be lazy, check my auctions and basically screw off. Now there’s no WoW. I guess I have no other option but to be responsible and spend the next 8 hours studying.

I should have checked the schedule. When I was in Europe the maint. occurred mostly during the afternnon, my time, when I was at work, so the game was available by the time I got home, ate and changed clothes.

But I feel ya. My plan was to work on a few easy quests for low level characters and work on a few skills to sell stuff at auction on my higher level few. (I seriously need the gold if I want to afford mounts for my characters.) Also the wife had several things she wanted me to do yesterday that I didn’t do because I was at work. Before yesterday I could kind of skate home for an hour or so and do stuff because I had nothing else to do on post. But as I told her yesterday, I have my team now…(even though it is probably temporary. I’ll probably be moved to another section after the holidays) and I can’t just take off to do personal stuff when they have a mission. Well, I could have, but again, its not really fair to them.

Yeah, I work third shift and I go to bed in the afternoon. So, I get screwed every Tuesday. The stupid part is that I forget, every Tuesday.

The Facts Concerning the Recent Carnival of Crime in Connecticut, by Mark Twain.

One of his lesser known works, on the subject of the tyranny of conscience…