I managed to see LLW for probably the last time in my NS life today. How ironic that even though both of us at the same bases, we won't be able to see each other again. =) Well, have to move on i guess. It's all part of life. In one week I lose two buddies in Tracom. One goes to Lim Chu Kang and the other ends up a shift with opposite polarity of mine.
At first, I was quite dejected about the fact that I was going to end up a sentry today. The only happy part of the day I'd say would be that sentry duty started late. I was to man the duty office at the base for 2 hours. Its a nice small room with air con so cold that the walls outside have condesation on them. My job was quite simple, just answer a few phonecalls and then mantain a log of the boats going out and coming back to base.
I had a "lunch". The stupid Force asks us to come back for work, yet does not even give us a LUNCH when EVERYONE else on the base is entitled to one. Fuck man. Talk about being unfair. Another form of discrimination? NS and Regular? NSmen just end up doing all the shit jobs and getting shit pay and shit food with a shitty life. I actually had to borrow 70 cents from ISA, a guy who has NO parents now, to get a curry puff to fill me for a while.
The lowest point of the day was the fact that I checked my Team's roster and realised that I will be up for sentry duty again on Thursday. At least for now, I'm stuck with Rahmat, but it looks likely that he's going for patrol onboard the ships - leaving me to walk around the base in the hot sun. I have to walk 11 times to 10 checkpoints and linger there for 5 minutes.
It's so meaningless this kind of NS. No service. It's just a shit job that no regular or anyone else wants to do. What to do? Just give the NS all the shit jobs and let the regulars rest in the aircon room. To think that the Police Force's motto is CLIF: where the "F" stands for fairness. More like FAILING TO BE FAIR! It even rhymes.
Was at the duty office when that staff assistant to the manpower officer came around showing off his fucking attitude ot me - acting oh so great that he's acutally a malay guy with a DIPLOMA and he's going to study engineering in NUS! Oh fine! I'm going to the Stern School of Business at New York University! Beat that sucker! It's ranked 4th after Northwestern Business Schook, Wharton School of Business and Harvard Business School.
In a sense, I tried to carry a nice conversation with him, of course, with certain people you just can't carry a coversation, no matter how pollite you are. Its a good that that in 3 months time, he's going to ORD and I'll never see him again. Perhaps, I'll end up taking over his job. It's quite powerful in a sense that the regulars depend on you for their promotion, so they'll have to accord you some respect.
But then again, the Guard Commander, this NS guy in charge of sentry today, who briefed me on the shit job told me that 3 months down the road, the current MPC squads will become sentries and we'll become boat cleaners. Another shit job. Take all that tests and go through the whole course just to clean the boats! Imagine that!
The guard commander is this guy called Alwin (freaky huh?), he's a year older than me, 10 months to ORD, previously from CJC, with BCC for his A's and going to SMU. He has like 1450 for his freaking SAT! (A score equalled by Joanne Poh, and superseeded by T squared and Lester). Impressive I would say, and he's one of those CJ guys that conduct himself in a rather gentlemanly manner.
At least he's a nice guy who doesn't carry the attitude of that wretched manpower's assistant. I thank him for helping me today. He just told me how to go about doing the job properly, which officers to salute and what to do when things happen and how to keep the logbook in the guardroom. No aircon somemore. Unlike in Tracom, which gave us an aircon room to rest in!
The time spent on sentry passes VERY SLOWLY! VERY VERY VERY SLOWLY! Sigh. And I only worked for like max of 5 hours today? I don't know how things will be when I have a 12 hours shift (At least!) on thursday. Seriously not looking forward to it.
He also told me that I can wait at least 1 year for my SGT rank and more than a year plus for my black anchor - if they want to give it to me. Most of the regulars are sent for the steersman course wheares the NS just get stuck in the base doing shit jobs. I didn't know things would be like this. Sigh. Well, at least I can say that I'm prepared "psychologically".
At least I can always take a private steersman. I'll go get a private helmsman and shut up all the regulars with a black anchor! Show them that an NS man can get a red anchor on his own accord! To win a war of attrition by peaceful means truly takes lots of hidden effort. Show that even the lao jiaos with their Class 6 wil not win my Class 3 Nautical Studies! (Class 1 is Captain)
Nevermind. Someday, I just know it, someday, everyone in this base will respect me. =)
Joseph the prisoner in a jail cell did become the prime minister of Egypt - the 2nd most powerful person in the world. I lean on that story to give me faith and hope and encouragement.
At first, I was quite dejected about the fact that I was going to end up a sentry today. The only happy part of the day I'd say would be that sentry duty started late. I was to man the duty office at the base for 2 hours. Its a nice small room with air con so cold that the walls outside have condesation on them. My job was quite simple, just answer a few phonecalls and then mantain a log of the boats going out and coming back to base.
I had a "lunch". The stupid Force asks us to come back for work, yet does not even give us a LUNCH when EVERYONE else on the base is entitled to one. Fuck man. Talk about being unfair. Another form of discrimination? NS and Regular? NSmen just end up doing all the shit jobs and getting shit pay and shit food with a shitty life. I actually had to borrow 70 cents from ISA, a guy who has NO parents now, to get a curry puff to fill me for a while.
The lowest point of the day was the fact that I checked my Team's roster and realised that I will be up for sentry duty again on Thursday. At least for now, I'm stuck with Rahmat, but it looks likely that he's going for patrol onboard the ships - leaving me to walk around the base in the hot sun. I have to walk 11 times to 10 checkpoints and linger there for 5 minutes.
It's so meaningless this kind of NS. No service. It's just a shit job that no regular or anyone else wants to do. What to do? Just give the NS all the shit jobs and let the regulars rest in the aircon room. To think that the Police Force's motto is CLIF: where the "F" stands for fairness. More like FAILING TO BE FAIR! It even rhymes.
Was at the duty office when that staff assistant to the manpower officer came around showing off his fucking attitude ot me - acting oh so great that he's acutally a malay guy with a DIPLOMA and he's going to study engineering in NUS! Oh fine! I'm going to the Stern School of Business at New York University! Beat that sucker! It's ranked 4th after Northwestern Business Schook, Wharton School of Business and Harvard Business School.
In a sense, I tried to carry a nice conversation with him, of course, with certain people you just can't carry a coversation, no matter how pollite you are. Its a good that that in 3 months time, he's going to ORD and I'll never see him again. Perhaps, I'll end up taking over his job. It's quite powerful in a sense that the regulars depend on you for their promotion, so they'll have to accord you some respect.
But then again, the Guard Commander, this NS guy in charge of sentry today, who briefed me on the shit job told me that 3 months down the road, the current MPC squads will become sentries and we'll become boat cleaners. Another shit job. Take all that tests and go through the whole course just to clean the boats! Imagine that!
The guard commander is this guy called Alwin (freaky huh?), he's a year older than me, 10 months to ORD, previously from CJC, with BCC for his A's and going to SMU. He has like 1450 for his freaking SAT! (A score equalled by Joanne Poh, and superseeded by T squared and Lester). Impressive I would say, and he's one of those CJ guys that conduct himself in a rather gentlemanly manner.
At least he's a nice guy who doesn't carry the attitude of that wretched manpower's assistant. I thank him for helping me today. He just told me how to go about doing the job properly, which officers to salute and what to do when things happen and how to keep the logbook in the guardroom. No aircon somemore. Unlike in Tracom, which gave us an aircon room to rest in!
The time spent on sentry passes VERY SLOWLY! VERY VERY VERY SLOWLY! Sigh. And I only worked for like max of 5 hours today? I don't know how things will be when I have a 12 hours shift (At least!) on thursday. Seriously not looking forward to it.
He also told me that I can wait at least 1 year for my SGT rank and more than a year plus for my black anchor - if they want to give it to me. Most of the regulars are sent for the steersman course wheares the NS just get stuck in the base doing shit jobs. I didn't know things would be like this. Sigh. Well, at least I can say that I'm prepared "psychologically".
At least I can always take a private steersman. I'll go get a private helmsman and shut up all the regulars with a black anchor! Show them that an NS man can get a red anchor on his own accord! To win a war of attrition by peaceful means truly takes lots of hidden effort. Show that even the lao jiaos with their Class 6 wil not win my Class 3 Nautical Studies! (Class 1 is Captain)
Nevermind. Someday, I just know it, someday, everyone in this base will respect me. =)
Joseph the prisoner in a jail cell did become the prime minister of Egypt - the 2nd most powerful person in the world. I lean on that story to give me faith and hope and encouragement.
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