Bureaucratic healthcare.
Posted by Wickedpinto on September 19, 2007
Now, remember, that I’m talking about the HEALTH bureaucracy (that spelling looks like shit, and I even looked it up.)
I was in the Marine Corps, I know, I know, “GET THE EFF OUT OF HERE PINTO, WE NEVER WOULD HAVE GUESSED” blah blah blah.
Anyways, I was a “Tech” while in, and my assignments were always rear echelon units, though I did VERY short tours with more advanced units. (technicaly 2881/5991 are considered 3 ech, sometimes 4, and on occassion “depo”) so we ended up eating a LOT of shit that the 1’s and 2’s just didn’t wanna waste their time with. (officers assigned with a log unit, or techs with log bases know this) what happened is because of the military bureacracy, the 1st and 2nd ech techs would dump their work onto the 3rd ech. In general, it’s not that big a deal during practice excercises, however, any unit that rates a 5911/6341, tends to be rather busy, since there are so few of “us” at the time.
While I was in OKI, I was fresh to the fleet, so I accepted all equipment, thinking that everyone “below” (in ech) was responsible, but later I realized how STACKED my 3rd MRC float was with either maint, or . . . DAMN!!! whats the term? when you request instructions from the engineers? The reasons we would request from the base, the float engineers is because the 1’s and 2’s would cannibalize the shit out of equipment, and not document a damn thing about it.
While In Oki, I realized that people didn’t wanna work, because it’s easier for them to “play the game,” (which is actually a false premise, it’s actually MUCH easier to do your fucking job! unless you don’t care what the next guy in line has to do)
“You’re fucked wicked” My WO3 PLT Commander told me, “I know sir.”
“but don’t be a fuck, if you want to recover, learn how to be right. Or if you want to fuck them back? Be right.”
“yes sir.”
I was just making noises to make him happy, but it took me a couple more months to realize what he meant.
EVERY bureaucracy is stacked with assholes who think they can bigfoot people from the top down.
That CWO 3, showed me that being right is more valuable than rank.
Anyways, back to the whole electronics thing (kinda/very, drunk)
When I came back to cali, I worked on electronics, and I did my rotation of “acceptance” (since I was the only 5911/6331, I was ALWAYS the acceptence authority) during S&R inspections, and I had to inspect the equipment and the cards.
At CSSG-1, I was DISGUSTED!! because pretty much every piece of comm equipment I would open would smell like the ocean, and I would see salt traces on the cards, and me, the court-martialed bufoon had to tell, generaly, staff’s, or gunny’s, cuz it was the SNCO’s who wanted to visit base from wilson, that I wouldn’t accept their gear without a writeup from their commanders.
No Shit, (cuz the legueuners were the worst) I would crack the case, pick a random card, and fan it under my nose.
The legeune guys, almost always brought us water tainted equpment, almost always.
I, in fact remember, speaking to a First Sergeant, (Why is a 1st dropping off gear for anything other than opportunity to hit the clubs, the PX, or the whatever it was we called the grocery store?) “I can’t accept this right now first sergeant.”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!”
(he tried to intimidate me, and, as most of you know, I was courtmartialed, a stupid person ain’t about to frighten me, I went to the brigg for yelling at a woman)
“I mean I can’t accept this right now first sergeant.”
“If you don’t!”
“if you keep up it will be my commander talking to you.”
“GET HIM!”
“It will be a moment.”
I went into the “tank” which is located around the “Vault.” (a part of my MOS.) and I told my PC “I need authorization for this, sir (he was only an MsSgt) because the paperwork is a lie, as is the cause.
“why do you think so?”
“It ain’t just me, it’s (list of names), the cards are fried because they have been in salt water, specifcaly salt water with fish in it.”
“you sure?”
I handed him a particular card, that didn’t just SMELL like salt water, but had a crystalized formation of salt around the exposed copper of the board.
“smell it sir.”
“I can.”
That guy, my PC at the time, fucking tore the SHIT OUT of the 1st sgt.
basicaly he said what we all know “before you lie to my team, at least TRY to clean your traile”
Everyone cheats, but a complacent buracracy (I don’t care about the spelling) means that even more people cheat, and they do it poorly, and more expensively.
I’m not sure what I was at, but I know that there is a parable in there.
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