slowguy wrote:
I celebrated Valentine's Day by waking in the middle of the night to the sound of blaring alarms (which sounded disturbingly like the wails of the damned) telling me there was a flooding casualty two decks below me on the ship I'm riding in the Pacific. I got back to sleep, woke up again when reveille was sounded, picked up the random crap that had fallen out of my lockers while the ship rocked back and forth during the night, had crappy eggs and some sort of weird turkey sausage for breakfast in the mess, and then sat through a barrage of mind-numbingly boring meetings (one of which I get to repeat this evening). I built a set of briefing slides, and then rebuilt it 4 times because the boss changed his mind about what he wanted. Then I rebuilt it again because he changed his mind back to what was very close to the original. The laundry reported that it has lost one of my two sets of uniforms (it can't have gone far since we're isolated in the middle of the ocean). Highlight of the day was that I was able to slot in 30mins on the elliptical before getting some really sad prime rib-like substance for dinner back in the mess. The cooks really went all out for Valentine's day, and provided a smallish bowl of Hershey's Kisses on the table.
Last year, I made the mistake of attempting to engage in some romantical style activities on this ridiculous "holiday" with a she-devil of dubious moral character. Needless to say, I quickly recognized the error of my ways, admitted that I had a problem, sought help, couldn't find any because most everyone else are idiots, and now I'm back on my own, having freed myself from the creeping terror that awaited me if I had remained in the clutches of that harpy.
All in all, today was a reasonably decent Valentine's Day.
HAHA. I miss your rants.