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WTF: This place [Jun. 2nd, 2011|07:36 am]
Justin J. Betts
The terrible leadership and poor decisionmaking is really getting olddddddddd.

So power in this lovely African country is so unreliable that they decided to buy a really shitty generator to power the place where all of the self-important people work. They serve food there in the middle of the night for us. I don't eat it, because it's just as bad as the rest of the food. THAT SAID, instead of the military guy in charge of it turning the generator on/off for preparation/nasty food time, it has become my job.

AND Now I'm supposed to check at 0555 in the morning to make sure the power is on in that building (a 1/3 mile walk for me) so that the people that work there have power when they get in. Because, you know, turning it on and turning a big switch is too "work related" for the NCOs and Officers that work there. AND ALSO, if anyone on night shift wants to watch TV in there, I have to walk over and take care of it then, also.

And when it doesn't work I'm asked what I've done to troubleshoot/repair it.

And of course this makes sense, because my job is to build and maintain the network. I mean, generators are just like domain controllers, right? Exhange server, maybe? Right.......
I'd like to find a terrorist and tell him that generator is really important. It's not, but having it blown up would make my life easier. I have started just leaving it on in hopes it will just break.

It's not my fault they decided not to bring in a generator guy for night shift because they felt like using that manpower authorization for yet another management position. Because I mean, we don't need people to do the work, just people to supervise.

"So as it turns out, unless you're a young child or a prison inmate, you don't need anyone supervising you. People just come in and do their work on their schedule. Imagine that. People like us allowed to sell paper. Unsupervised. And yet, somehow it works. It must be because the stakes are so high." -Jim Halpert, The Office

And everyone else is just douchey. And every time a web page won't load they automatically come running to me. It's like calling your internet service provided every time a page doesn't load. WTF people. Sometimes websites are just down and it is the website owner's fault. I wouldn't care if they didn't come in all angry like I blocked the site just to piss them off.

I won't even go in to detail about the civilian contractors makign six figures (being allowed to quit at any time) that complain because they are here for a year.
GO.FUCK.YOURSELVES. I don't care if you don't get to watch television in your work area. It's not my job to care, and even if it was I wouldn't help you.

I guess I did go in to some detail. But not on the important things.

I like the job. I just fucking hate the customers.

Roughly a month left. yay.
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Writer's Block: Mother Monster returns [May. 26th, 2011|12:42 am]
Justin J. Betts

In three words, how would you describe Lady Gaga?

This has been a hot topic for me lately. In the game of "would you rather" with coworkers, it has been determined I'd rather sleep with Angela Landsbury (sp?)(Murder She Wrote) than that freak. She tries too hard and it is just obnoxious. I don't believe for a second she is genuine. Her meat dress and 47" shoes don’t make her talented. I wish she would just go away, but for over two years now she has been played in various locations, seemingly to annoy the bat crap out of me.

So to answer the question, if I had to use three words to make a statement:

just the worst

If I have to pick three separate words:


If I could say only three words to her:

Shut up already.
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this country will be its own demise....... [May. 9th, 2011|08:51 pm]
Justin J. Betts
Seriously, they are holding themsleves back.

I am the postmaster for this location. We didn't get mail this week because of an instance that happened last week. You see, one of the cool things about mail in america is that no one can open it except the person that sent it and the person tha t opened it. We have DHL picking up outbound mail from this location and taking it to the capital where it is then flown off in to the military postal system. The Local national DHL folks (which by the way is not the yellow-vanned DHL delivery folk you know and love) have done a pretty good job of taking care of our stuff. They were pulled over last week on the way back to the capital and refused to let the cops open our boxes. THEY WERE ARRESTED, YO! The cool thing is the cops still never went through our stuff.

So now we are waiting on their government to come up with some new process to make our stuff uninspectable so no one goes to jail. Unfortunately many people here are so stupid that that the cops will probably not care what some letter from their government says.

I FINALLY got my money back. Of course they wait until after I manage to get my rent paid the difficult way, owing someone a money (the check is in the mail that won't go anywhere thanks to this fucking government/stupid policemen.)

Since changing shifts I am really liking the job and am sort of enjoying myself at times. that said, I'm so done with this country. It is evident that the local government is getting in the way of progress in every way.
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Update from Africa [May. 8th, 2011|05:20 am]
Justin J. Betts
So for those of you that have no idea what I do for a living, I am a network operator. I build and maintain networks from the ground up for fresh deployed sites. I am in Africa, and have been for 4 months now. I'm currently working night shift so I can get things done without those pesky customers. I hate customer service.

So this morning I had to make a quick update on our itnranet site. I had my backpack on and was ready to go. I was leaving as soon as I finished typing a few words. Sadly, the server was frozen. I tried to restarted. Wouldn't happen. So instead of getting off at 0800 I had to install printers on our second exchange server. Because I'm terrible at documentation I had to walk around and grab all of the IP addresses. I then had to relocate our shared drive, and walk around explaining to people how to access their shit/printers/brain. I mean, it's simple things like picking the printer out of the directory, but I've learned computer "users" are just absolutely worthless. I mean, if something breaks at home they google the problem. Here, they know I'm just a phone call away. And that's easier than googling the problem, I guess.

ANYWAY to make the long story short, my shift went from 12 hours to 18 hours. I got a two hour nap before coming back in and finishing up some of the loose ends. The intranet site is down, but I don't really care. It wasn't a requirement. I built it to be nice and it may never be seen again--honestly our commander treats it like a requirement and I'm sick of trying to make this self-important loser happy.

My shift is almost over. I'm beat, having only gotten two hours of sleep. I started a nap only to have a maintenance guy come in crying that he couldn't print duplex. FML. I did my insanity workout (which is totally....WTF.)

This morning I am doing some volunteer work instead of going to bed. But I am excited about it. There is a 5K race in town that some Americans and locals are running in. I'm taking pictures for it. And OMG there will be kenyans! I've always wanted to see kenyans race IRL. I may be seeing the next olympic gold medalist!

There are probably typos and I don't care. Just so tired. KBYE
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Ugh.... [May. 6th, 2011|03:26 am]
Justin J. Betts
I posted this on facebook but i think it should go here too.

In addition to the $238.00 the local bank was SUPPOSED to debit my german bill pay account, they also pulled $2380.00 and $2.38. I don't keep any extra funds in that account since it isn't my primary. Therefore my rent didn't get paid and I have tons of overdraft fees. This should be fun to resolve since they don't speak even the slightest bit of english.

My German Bill bank has that cool feature where you can scan checks to deposit them. But I apparently still have to wait a few days before I can access the money.

OOOH and my wife questions the legality of owning an ocelot. I decided it's only fair to get a ranch house and let him wanter the woods searching for food. I imagine they aren't as cheap to feed as regular cats.
I just finished my first week of the insanity workout. I'm beat. It really is as hard as the midnight infomercials say.
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WTF Garage [May. 1st, 2011|09:49 pm]
Justin J. Betts
This has to be my absolute least favorite type of house. It's like saying, "hey do you want to come to my garage for dinner?"
WTF Garage1
WTF Garage2
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oy [May. 1st, 2011|08:39 pm]
Justin J. Betts
Dear Craigslist Landlords,

Thank you for posting your rental units on Craigslist. However, I find it really annoying when you only post one tiny corner of an empty room and expect your ad to entice me. I only view posts with pictures, and you are wasting my time when:

You only post a picture of the bathroom
Post generic cute animal pictures instead of images of the rental property
Don't post a picture of the outside


So I got approved to be a recruiter in Ohio. I'm pretty excited about this. It is too early for me to be looking at houses and such but I like to see what exactly my money will get me there. It seems as though apartments are really overpriced when compared to houses. Also, I've been watching these ads for about 5 months now and some of the same nasty terrible houses are still being posted every day. If the house is going for $200 a month and no one is biting, it's probably in need of some work. I don't know about you all but I enjoy cabinets and walls that don't look like they have been vomited on.

I'll be leaving Germany in early August and dumping the wife off in Ohio before I go to Texas for two months for training. My thought right now is to find a furnished apartment for her to crash in until I get back. By that point my household goods should be back from Germany so we can find a place to live. The thought of buying a house has crossed my mind. Can the housing market really get much worse?
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whatever [Apr. 15th, 2011|02:10 pm]
Justin J. Betts
Imagine a world where days off were an exception rather than a rule. And when you do have them, your only option for social interaction is the very people you work with. But not just any employees. The ones you despise most.

Also, the only place with internetz for my day off is a restaurant where they play local news constantly. It's like they are yelling at me with a monotone voice, AND I can't understand a word of it.

They just turned the TV off. Maybe they heard me complaining to my AWESOME coworker.

Furthermore, the internet is shoddy at best. 1 minute of work followed by three minutes of fail. Frustrating.
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Ugh..... [Apr. 2nd, 2011|05:27 pm]
Justin J. Betts
This deployment blows. I'm sick of eating the same damn food and talking to the same damn people every damn day. The truth is that the people are aweful. I never dealt with such horrible leadership. The direct coworkers formed a clique that I can't relaly join because they were on a different shift when I started, and I don't like them so much as I like the idea of them. Does that make sense? Probably not. Ultimately they are the type of people I would not hang out with if not for this fucking lame situation.
Tomorrow is the half way mark. I'll make it but this is just.the.worst.
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So I'm in Africa [Jan. 10th, 2011|05:48 am]
Justin J. Betts
It's been a week now since I got here. We are staying in big huts with electricity. They are pretty nice. I'm sharing one with two other people, which would be annoying except that I'm thankfully on night shift and actually get to come home to a quiet hut while they work. HA! The hotel is expanding so I get to try to sleep during the heat of the day with saws and rock breaking and such. Everything here is made by hand. Everything is done by hand. When I got home from work I saw a pickup parked in front of the restaurant with two little lambs tied up in the back. And then a guy in a chef's hat came out to grab them. TURNS OUT I don't enjoy looking my food in the face only minutes from their death.

But the food isn't bad. The people are nice. It takes us about 15 minutes to get to work and there are TONS of pedestrians everywhere. I get stared at 100% of the time. I've never been such a noticeable minority before, other than Egypt where they were used to travelers.

OOOH and during our first meal at the hotel a babboon jumped on our table and grabbed a handful of food from my friend's plate before the employees could scare him off. He is named Carl and is a regular at the hotel.
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