its all about me, really...

SNAFUs, TARFUs and FUBARs just about summarizes the world we live in.

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Location: Bukit Panjang, Singapore

Be gracious to one and all.

Monday, October 02, 2006

-pant pant-

Gee, it's been a long long time since I posted anything.

Just an update. Currently, I'm on course at OETI in Ayer Rajah Camp. The course I'm attending is the Advanced Technical Training. Participants in this particular course are supposedly to be the ones next in line for promotion to the rank of MSG. Not monosodium-glutemate but Master Sergeant. The very top of the food chain among the Specialists cohorte.

Well, I'm supposed to be happy, elated, overjoyed but somehow none of these emotions seemed to get to me. The reason? I'm sure some of you guys already know, I'm going ORD next year June. So why the hell am I attending this course for? Reason is because I'm getting so so slack in my unit, practically rotting my brain away. I'm like devouring at least one thriller novel every one and a half weeks. I'm running out of novels to buy and read.

So, going for this course has its good, and of course, bad points. OETI stands for Ordnance Engineering Training Institute. But most of the graduands from my time affectionately call it "Only Eat Talk and Idle". Just because that's precisely what we do most of the time there back during our days when we were just Corporals. But OETI has evolved very much. It has won and attained numerous ISO and Organisational Excellence awards and standards. It is also a recognised People Developer organisation. -phew- Ok, enough advertising for OETI.

In my class of 21 students, only one of my colleague and myself are Staff Sergeants. The rest of the class have just passed out from BMT School. So they are the greenhorns. Its a little stressful gel'ing in at first but I guess establishing a common level of communication across generation gaps take time.

But anyway, at least I get to evade my unit's upcoming LRI. The Logistic Readiness Inspection. LRIs and Audit checks get on our nerves but these were the stuffs we were trained to handle. It's a do or die kinda thing. 'Die' as in being passed over during promotions. Also, I get to evade being the one to settle the WITs project. Another colleague was supposed to be in charge of that but somehow the facilitator always liked to get hold of me for it. Here's another piece of nonsense. WITs stand for Work Improvement Team. Think in the sense of QCC and all that kinda stuff. But I tend to think WITs stand for Wasting Individual Time.

At the end of it all, I think there's more good than bad points for me to attend the course. -grin-
But it's quite hectic though. Non-stop lessons in front of the PC doing Computer Based Training packages. The 'Z-monster' is always lurking somewhere behind, ready to pounce on me whenever I let my guard down.

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