The worst shift from hell is still not the hell our Veterans have or soon will endure.
Today was one of those days at work. I mean one of THOSE days.
Some phrases spoken during my shift:
“sicker than shit”
“sick as snot”
“circling the drain”
“you can’t be serious”
“can’t I just go pee?!”
“did anyone eat today”
“I swear… I was gone 3 MINUTES”
“wait.. you were working today? I haven’t seen you all day”
“what time is it. No really”
“do we even have a blood pressure?”
“I think we’re missing a zero on that readout”
“did you say POINT-9 (0.9), NOT 9 (9.0)?”
Lives were lost. Lives were saved. But I didn’t have to worry about my freedom. I didn’t have to worry about my safety. I got to live the dream today. Work a job I love, with people I love to work with in a place I love.
All of this is possible because brave souls put their lives on the line every single day to protect my freedom.
Thanks to countless Veteran’s and their sacrifices I got to complain today about how tired I am. I got to complain about not having the time to pee. I got to listen to my belly grumble a tad bit longer today.
All because I was busy doing my job.
All of which is minuscule compared to the hardship, heartache and heart strain my fellow Veterans have endured.
I hope you thanked a Veteran today.