it sort of sneaks up on you. you’re going through your day, things are rolling along nicely, and then WHAM! you have an apostrophe. also known as an epiphany. lightning strikes your brain. and if you’re me, it leaves a little lump on your head, which will be revealed, along with other terrain features on your head when you lose a bet and have to shave your head. in light of my revelation about the inadvisability of making the contours of my skull visible to the (apparently) aesthetically sensitive folks i work with, i offer the following “Top Ten things I’ve learned in my first 4 months in Iraq”:
10) don’t shave your head. ever. if you are ever again tempted to shave your head, don’t. seriously.
notice the relief map of Chile on the back of my head…
9) working in a building full of blue velvet cubicle walls is only soothing for about the first 20 minutes of every day. after that, there isn’t enough near-beer in the world to soothe me…
there are few things more soothing than throwing fruit against a concrete barrier wall after you’ve been in the office for 14 hours. (soft peaches are (so far) the most satisfying)
7) it was much easier to get out of bed in the morning before i got that 3.5″ mattress pad.
6) an “orlop” is the lowest deck on a ship above the water line. (thanks, stars and stripes crossword)
5) tall bald guys are cool.
me and kevin with the outgoing CPATT Commanding General, after we got through making fun of him, and he threatened to send us to Iraq.
4)there are very few situations where this look is inappropriate. by trial and error, i think i have found almost all of them.
3) there is no shortage of people who think they know what the Iraqis want.
2) there is no shortage of people who systematically fail to ask the Iraqis what they want.
and the #1 thing i’ve learned in 4 months in Iraq:
1) on most days, my job could be done by an Interceptor Body Armor Vest with a volleyball head.
up next…not really sure.
cheers.