Yeah, I mentioned that to her. If she had listened to me, we would have bandaged her head (with that teeny weeny little bit of blood) and taken her to the doctor in the morning. Then they probably would have stitched it and sent her home. Heck, she could have stayed here with me and my wife if she needed observation. (My wife was in the army too, so shes used to me having to do all of this crazy stuff for soldiers…she’s done it herself in the past)
Not that I’m some genius or anything, but I told her when she whined that she wanted to go home that she should have listened to me. I’ve been here for 2 years. This is my third assignment in Europe so she needs to heed to my experience. But what the hell, when I was 22 I thought I knew everything too, I guess. :smack:
I do know this…that big ass bald spot where they shaved her hair is gonna attract some laughs. SFC M hasn’t even seen it yet, and he said we should call her “Patch”.
Absolutely not. It’s bad enough when you have a spouse that ‘wear their spouse’s rank’, i.e. “I’m Colonel so-and-so’s wife, so you better listen to me”. But when you have a secretary who pulls this shit, acts as a drama queen, is condescending in attitude to just about everyone (except the boss), and acts all angelic when she needs something out of you, it downright poisons the rest of the agency (138 people). What’ worse is our precious little snowflake has the General’s ear (when she’s had a “problem”, she’s gone in crying to him behind closed doors, and had it taken care of).
I know this woman. I have to work–strike that, coexist with this 50-year old miserable wretch.
I will most likely start a Pit thread on her later, but the shit she’s pulled is enough to have grievances leveled against her, but like I mentioned, she’s got the General’s ear. And nobody dares discuss it with either the General or the Colonel for fear of reprisals. In essence, they’re allowing it to happen . . .
But this past week, I think I’ve figured out I can use my Jedi mind-powers to set the mood of the office, inducing stress into her, thus “affecting” her “health” to the point that she’s [Southern Accent]". . . very tired after my morning appointment. I’m going to get something to eat, lie down, and come in at noon." I usually start an office pool to whether she shows up or not.
But I digress. I will soon be posting stories of “B”.
Tripler
She’s the type that has to ‘proofread everything leaving this office’ just for job security–she makes mistakes on it all the time.
Actually, not true. Like other sex-linked conditions, it’s far more common among men than women. But a woman can have it, in the same way as she can have blue eyes – be homozygous for it. Which can happen if a hemophiliac man and a carrier woman mate.
And from what I understand, it’s hell on wheels to be a normal girl at or beyond puberty who is a hemophiliac. Not to mention all the issues that they share with boys before then.
Hell no you’re not being a dick. It sounds to me like you did the right thing by her even though you had her and the situation assessed right from the beginning.
It sounds like she’s a spoiled attention seeking brat. Tell her politely but firmly that she made a mt out of a mole hill and you don’t appreciate it. Tell her to do her job effectively she needs to grow up a bit. Repeat as needed.
We have a 22 year old at work who acts like he’s 15 and isn’t doing his job correctly. I’ve tried to tell him in a nice way what’s expected of him without too much criticism. It’s hasn’t helped much. Some folks need very blunt direct talk with an implied or specific “or else”
Good luck with that situation.
btw, I thought it was a decent story and not boring.
Ok, you have to tell this story. If only because I have a butterfly knife-related story of my own to share
Roommate was practicing being a badass and dropped it, impaling his toe right through the meat. Heard him “ow ow ow” ing his way to the bathroom. Me and a classmate determined that the wound wasn’t too bad, and patched him together with vetwrap. Good as new.
If he’d done it this year, I’d be able to suture him
Sorry to join the party so late, but Jolly Roger, as an NCO, you did what needed to be done. Hell, I am used to getting those kinds of calls when the bars close. I had to get up one night in Korea and get a cab after curfew to rescue a young female Soldier from a place she didn’t feel safe in. That is part of being an NCO and thank God there are NCO’s such as yourself that are up to the job. Regardless of how she acted later, if she said she needed to go to the hospital, that is where she should go. The SDO and SDNCO can deal with the incident report later.
Speaking as a Mental Health NCO, I would advise you to document all conduct of this nature. It sounds like she may have Borderline Personality Disorder. Persons with this disorder usually do not do well in the military and are often better being chaptered out. If you have documentation, you maybe able to have her sent to mental health to be evaluated.
One of my older food animal professors, is convinced vetwrap is the devil and makes cow’s legs fall off. We’re only allowed to use elastacon. Only because he’s a genius do we obey.
Guy can have us doing 5th rib resections in cows with just local anesthetic without complaint, but sully the name of Vetwrap and we’re all up in arms.
I have a platelet disorder and needlephobia. Even I don’t scream like a little bitch when I’m getting poked (as long as I’m distracted from the needles, that is).
I didn’t think the story was boring either. It’s hard to know what to do sometimes. You can be fairly sure that someone is using attention-seeking behavior, but you don’t want to take any chances.
But I’ll tell you what. Once the doctor said that she was okay and that he was going to keep her for observation, I would not have gone back to see how she was! That would be reenforcing her dramatic behavior. What she needed was time alone in that boring hospital.
I have a similar problem with a member of my family. All that she can talk about is illness, disease, pain, hospitals and doctors. But sometimes she really is sick. As one of my friends puts it, “She enjoys poor health.”
It is so sad. I love her so much but her compulsion or disorder does nothing but destroy any real relationship that she could have. She lives in a fantasy world.
Its not really that exciting of a tale, but here it goes. It was quite a few years ago. I was chilling in the barracks with my roommate at the time, Kris, and a friend of his. They had gone to basic together and ended up assigned to the same battalion. This guy, I’ll call him Tom, had this butterfly knife he had just purchased somewhere. Both of these guys were 18, and as you know 18 is old enough to legally drink in Germany.
Tom kept flipping this kinfe open and doing made up knife moves like he was on TV. Kris and I were actually getting ready to go out to a club and I kept saying “Dude, will you stop doing that? You’re gonna hurt someone.”. But natch, he ignored me. He sat down, but kept playing with this knife. Just like your story I wasn’t actually looking at him when I heard a light “Thunk” and then he says “Ow! Goddammit!”. I look and he has somehow imbedded this knife right in the meaty part of his thigh. Blood come gushing out, and he’s just staring at it, going “Fuck”. I was actually more angry than concerned. This guy obviously had never had a knife before. To me playing around with it was kind of like playing around with a hand grenade when you’ve never held one before. Moron.
Kris was one of those guys that took everything light. He just started laughing. I was yelling “You freaking idiot! I told you to stop playing with that knife!!”. Long story short, we bandaged his leg up and got the SDNCO. They took him to the infirmary amd all that. He was alright, but every time he would pop by the barracks to visit Kris I would just leave. I told Kris I already had enough friends that were accidents waiting to happen. (Not that I can talk, its not like I’ve never hurt myself doing something silly) :smack:
SSG Schwartz, I’m going to pick Drama Queen up a bit later. I figure after 36 hours in that dreary room she’ll be ready to come back. I have a female coworker who is an Air Force NCO that said she’d talk to her about the drama stuff. She’s really not a bad person and she does know her job well. We’ve kind of got the idea that if we try to get her involved with some other things here she’ll catch the clue train.
I’ll just add my two pennorth.
Drinking for eight hours and she feels sick?
Yep that sounds like concussion alright.
In Germany this womans just a pest but if she’s posted to Afghan or Iraq she could well get other people killed.
Get her binned from the service ,the armed forces aren’t there to baby sit spoiled brats.
I once collected a very handsome, 13-stitch gash across the top of my head. I found the only painful part was the anesthetic, which hurt like hell. I didn’t whine or cry, but when they gave me the shot, I grabbed the steel choker chain that I used to wear and snapped it. Of course, the pain only lasted for about a second. A friend of mine, who was in a car accident, had the same experience.
Bottom line here, IMHO: Doing this feeds her inner draaaama llama and is/was a mistake. I personally would drop contact with her, screen her calls out and stay away. People like that suck everyone else into their drama filled lives and it is ALWAYS something, nonstop.
(Not that I can talk, its not like I’ve never hurt myself doing something silly) :smack: