February 9, 2006
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Wednesday, I got to go out on a small mission and be the HMMWV driver. Not too bad, except that the vehicle that I was using had slow acceleration. Before we went out, one of the other soldier gave me a quick refresher course on the vehicle, some things to be aware of, and techniques for ramming other vehicles out of our way.
One of the things that he told me to be wary of was children running out into the street, and people running out into the street. There are a number of things screwed up about these situations. Let me run through them. First off, there are parents that will call their kids across the street in an attempt to get them hit. In one of the other provinces, this happened and the child was killed. All the parent wanted was $2000.
Next, due to a general laziness out here, an adult getting hit by a car pretty much means that they will never work again. Imagine insurance fraud in the US, and realize that out here, no one is really going to investigate, nor is the bad publicity worth not paying. Plus the person will pretty much get free health care for a while.
We roll out of the base, and I’ve finally gotten my vehicle to a good speed. We drive down the middle of the roads like we own the place, primarily because we do, and all civilian vehicles stay out of our way.
As soon as we hit the paved surface, I see this little girl come running from the left side of the street, so I slam on the brakes, giving everyone else in the vehicle a nice case of whiplash. Meanwhile the child has run up to the point where her toes are at the edge of the street, and she stops and waves to us. Damn kid. She knew what she was doing.
Anyway, I finally get back up to speed, and we go out and do our little mission. Afterward, the idea was to haul ass back to the compound. I’m the third vehicle in the convoy, so by the time I get somewhere, the street is usually pretty clear. Except this time, some old man decides to step out in between me and the vehicle ahead of me. By this time, I’m road raging, and after discovering my horn earlier (the soldiers told me to be sure to use it), I honk at the guy, who simply looks at me and continues to walk. I BARELY swerve around him, but I wouldn’t have cared if I had hit him. Looking back, I really wish that I had let the mirror catch him.
Ok, enough about running people over. Here’s your funny valentine:
I can think of two female friends that need to pass this one out.
Black 6, out.
Comments (9)
interesting stories… i will be sure to pass them around here.
and i don’t see the valentine…
I said this in the last thing you had, but it was a bit outdated so I’ll put it again.
I added you to the access list.
Try to keep in mind most everything said on there has an alternate purpose, or a hidden message. Most of the time its supposed to go way over the heads of those silly kids who read it. More for me to laugh at years down the road. I feel bad because its not nearly the collage of humorous adventure stories I used to write. But that is changing in the coming week.
send those female friends my way, sir.
Thanks… I’ll pass it out to YO MAMA! Okay okay, sorry that made absolutely no sense, but it sounded good in my head.
Remember, kill your speed not a child.
I wondered about shit like that happening over there… Some how everyone is always trying to defraud the government, even when it isnt even theirs…. LOL, we get shit on so much… And I agree, hitting the old dude with the mirror would have taught him a lesson or two, besides, the mirrors on those things are huge, half the size of the damn door!!! Plus it would have been hella funny! lol.. You need more stories to tell, helps enlighten my day!
Hah. SHoulda mowed that kid down. Damn kids.
Hello–Thanks for the info–a horrible game–it is so sad how the little ones are being USED. Hey check out my “racey” video–yea I love the music too — Peace Out, Sharon aka sassy
Wow, sounds like quite an interesting day
And great V-day card. Haha
LMAO I loved that movie!!!