Case Study: Sun Tzu, III/31

Me alegro de que una está finalmente haciendo bien en su clase, a veces me olvido de que otras personas tengan vidas. Ir disfrutar de su familia y nos esperan con impaciencia su atención.
 
I need the stall time anyway, I haven't entirely figured out what Faith's wife wanted to talk to him about.

The rabbbit died.
Her mom is going to be staying with you for 6 months, and she is deploying, you're not.
You're out of milk.

Choose one, and run with it.... an NCO has spoken, Sir.
 
Me alegro de que una está finalmente haciendo bien en su clase, a veces me olvido de que otras personas tengan vidas. Ir disfrutar de su familia y nos esperan con impaciencia su atención.

wow accent marks and everything, well done
 
The rabbbit died.
Her mom is going to be staying with you for 6 months, and she is deploying, you're not.
You're out of milk.

Choose one, and run with it.... an NCO has spoken, Sir.

The second one in particular would make an interesting plot twist, lol

Well, I know that only bad things happen when I don't listen to my NCOs so I guess I better get on this. ;)

I'll post it up tomorrow*.

Good night, all.











*-ish
 
The second one in particular would make an interesting plot twist, lol

Well, I know that only bad things happen when I don't listen to my NCOs so I guess I better get on this. ;)

I'll post it up tomorrow*.

Good night, all.

*-ish

OI! Less replying to posts and more writing of story.
 
:-) Tuve una gran prueba de espanol esta manana, fue necesario que yo estudiar mucho durante los dias pasado, y por eso no tuve tiempo para escribir mucho. Lo siento. Y, ahora, mi mama esta aqui... pero no te preocupes, voy a escribir mas para ti manana.


Dammit Baxter, you know I don't speak Finnish.
 
Faith had dialed the first five digits of his wife’s number when he heard a light rap at the door. He looked up and saw MSG Slacker surrounded by a small crowd of NCOs from the SCIF. Faith reluctantly hung up the phone. “Gentlemen, please come in,” he invited. Faith was pleased to see so many people came to the meeting, he was a bit concerned after the conversation with MSG Slacker that there might be some considerable pushback about this meeting. Faith was seated behind his desk, and there was only one empty chair in the room, and Faith noticed that none of the NCOs made a move to sit in it. Faith stood up from his own chair and greeted the assembled group. “Where is Chief Dodger?” Faith inquired. “I wanted him to be here too.”

A few people looked around nervously but no one said anything. MSG Slacker cleared his throat.

“Um, sir, I don’t think Chief Dodger is going to make it,” he said.

“Oh? Is he on leave that I don’t know about?” Faith asked rhetorically.

“He’s ACAP-ing,” another NCO said in a manner that was more question than statement.
Faith tried to retain his temper. “MSG Slacker, please go call Chief Dodger and inform him that his place of duty right now is my office, and if he is not standing here in 30 minutes, I’m going to proffer charges of AWOL under the UCMJ. The rest of you, come in and shut the door. We need to talk.”
 
Really sir......REALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm trying to channel my inner Bruce Banner........All in favor of storming Mara's house and forcing him to write our case studies in a prompt manner (what we deem as prompt) say, "Aye".
 
He is setting the tone that everyone is in the Army. The loudest bitchers will be the ones who complain that Officers get treated differently.

They will shit their collective pants when they hear who the new Cdr is.
 
Really sir......REALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm trying to channel my inner Bruce Banner........All in favor of storming Mara's house and forcing him to write our case studies in a prompt manner (what we deem as prompt) say, "Aye".

Dirt... deal with it... this is the way Mara rolls, you can't force him to write any more than he wants to... remember he's wearing his Angus Young pants right now... the schoolboy outfit... and throws tantrums if the adults yell at him... he even cries a little and pouts and stomps his feet.... AND he's still pissed that he has no NCOs to guide him and steal ideas from.
 
OK, so about the counseling statement. It appears that the consensus is that when confronted with an egregiously unfactual counseling statement, that the person receiving it should refuse to sign. I'm not sure that's good advice. I have always been told that signing a counseling statement simply means that the counseling happened; it doesn't make a judgment as to its veracity. There is a space on the form to provide a short statement of your own.

Personally, I think it is more appropriate to sign the counseling statement, and write something along the lines of, "By my signature, I verify that this counseling took place. However, I strongly disagree with the presentation of the facts contained herein, and will be submitting a written rebuttal via a memorandum for the record after I have consulted with legal counsel" or words to that effect.

I think refusing to sign is a petty act that reflects poorly on the individual being counseled. "See sir, this guy is such a dirtbag that he wouldn't even sign the counseling statement."

Your thoughts?
 
Never sign anything that is patently false. I had a boss who tried this on me. Even going so far as to tell me I wasn't allowed to read the review before signing. It was full of lies that were designed to protect himself from investigation. He was fired soon after.
I've seen comment sections "disappear" from the bottom of pages when copies were made in order to hide the supervisors liability for something. If you've worked with people who simply don't do this, then I'd say you've been pretty lucky.
 
After MSG Slacker left to go find Chief Dodger, Faith came out from behind his desk and approached the group of junior NCOs. “Good afternoon everyone,” Faith said in what he hoped was his “friendly” voice. “My name is Scott Faith, and as of 1600 today, all of you work for me. I’m very much looking forward to working with all of you and earning your respect and trust as we work together in support of this Group.”

Faith then went from person to person, shaking hands and asking each man or woman what he or she did in the SCIF. When he was done, he sat down on the corner of his desk, facing the assembled group. They looked sufficiently relaxed, and he hoped that there would be time for some candid discussion before MSG Slacker came back with Chief Dodger.

“Now,” Faith said, spreading his arms wide, “Let’s talk.”
 
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