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« Ridge Leaving | Main | Time for an Amendment » December 01, 2004The Night ShiftFor the next week I'll be working the night shift in the brigade TOC(Tactical Operations Center). For reasons beyond my understanding, my brigade consistently believes it needs additional officers to fill out the chronically undermanned brigade staff. So my boss offered me up to fill a slot while we run the 29th brigade through its final training exercise, a ten-day brigade FTX(Field Training Exercise) intended to replicate some of the common scenarios they'll face in Iraq. As you can probably imagine, the night shift is generally long and boring, as nobody likes operating at night and they therefore minimize their operations as much as they can. Add to that the fact we're an ad hoc group that doesn't have good SOPs and you've got a challenge. So it promises to be an interesting week. (Especially as it has gotten decidedly cold here in West Texas; the walk to the chemical toilets is brutal.) No promises on how much posting I'll be able to manage, let alone how coherent I'll be after staying up all night. On the plus side, I should have some entertaining stories by the end of the week.Posted at December 1, 2004 05:20 AM
Comment policyI apologize for only allowing authenticated commenters, but comment spam overwhelms the site if I don't use those measures to prevent it. I reserve the right to delete any comment, although generally comments will only be deleted due to use of profanity or personal attacks on people. I have no objection to vigorous argument, but when name-calling begins, I'm putting a stop to it. In the immortal words of Eugene Levy, "People, people, let's stop this before somebody says something untrue!" If you want to call people names, I recommend you get your own blog. Trackback PingsTrackBack URL for this entry: CommentsI miss driving at night wothout any lights on. I may do that just for old times sake. I don't miss CQ duty or night radio watch when we were in the field where the only excitement was calling in every hour to say that you were still there. Posted by: Scott at December 1, 2004 10:20 AM On the other hand (she wore a glove), I always found the night shift on a CPX to be the place to be. All the high rollers were off doing whatever it was that high rollers did during those times leaving 'the little people' to run free across the battlefield. You might find it hard to credit what one can do with a brigade's slice of engineer support over the course of a night during which no one else wants to bother with them... ;) Even managed to snarf up a 3-ship cell of buffs that were stooging about unwanted. Talk about urban renewal... Posted by: JSAllison at December 2, 2004 12:53 PM Post a commentThanks for signing in, . Now you can comment. (sign out) (If you haven't left a comment here before, you may need to be approved by the site owner before your comment will appear. Until then, it won't appear on the entry. Thanks for waiting.) |
