So yesterday, there I stood, 275 feet in the air on top of the palace I work in... I was pulling scaffolding up the side by myself to save time... Anywho. After I pulled up a piece I would untie it and throw the rope back down. Well while I waited for the crew at the bottom to tie another piece I could look out to the east and see all of Baghdad... A fucking ugly shit hole. I wondered to myself, "Why havent we blew this fucking waste of a fucking country to hell? Oh thats right, because we are America. We abide by laws that no other country does. We do things with order and discipline. And blowing up the hapless people of this dump would look bad for the most powerful nation in the world (anyone that wants to argue that better get their facts straight)." So I stood. Looking in complete disgust. At least until I felt the tug on the rope signalling for the next piece to be pulled up.
So today started out just fucking dandy. I woke up on my bean bag with a towel for a blanket and a severe fucking hangover (typical morning). I roll out of the bag and slam my fucking head on the marble floor. Hurt and I let everyone in the room know it fucking hurt. They let me know their concerns by way of, "Fuck you!" or "Shut that fucking noise up!" I just flipped the walls the bird and scratched my ass as I stumbled into the latrine. I get a shower, letting the body wash cleanse my senses and the cold fucking water let my brain throb until I finally had to shut off the shower and go shave. Thats when the first sneeze hit me hard. Well I just shook it off and walked my naked ass over to the sink and grabbed my razor and shaving cream for a quick shave. Sneazed again and cut my cheek. Thank the gods not deep enough to leave a scar. But it still hurt like hell. Anywho. I leave the crib and walk to work where I have to meet up with two ass clowns and drive to the other side of the post for a boring ass detail. So we get to driving (I'm driving because I know where we're going) and I sneaze again... only this time I almost hit a fucking 18 wheeler because I couldnt see with the water in my eyes. This is when I realize my sinuses have decided to stick it to me hard. So I pull over and settle with letting one of the ass pirates drive while I give em directions with the one eye that still works a bit. And this is what has gone on for the day... just figured I'd share.
My last night here in this shit hole of a country... Thank fucking god... 5 days here... 3 fucking beers that I have to fucking pay for... and so many fucking hajis running around... My mind is fucking numb from watching ever one of the fucking bastards... wondering which one will blow up next to me. But now I'm heading back to the country where I can kill those that I think are going to kill me. Back to Gladys my M16 and Betsy my M9.
God I fucking hate the middle east...
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