A couple of days ago I moved into one of the tents at the Arrival/Departure Aircraft Cargo Group (A/DACG). Yes, we were forced to move into the tents at the A/DACG earlier than most units do because our relief sent more people on their first wave than we're sending out on ours. So, to make a long story short, our unit has already vacated the cans to allow them to start moving in and getting settled.
Because I'm living communally now, I'm not getting any sleep. Some foreign lady arrived two nights ago and has been having a love affair with the light switch. She arrived at around 0400 in the morning and promptly turned on all the lights in the tent because, as I came to find out, she had no flashlight. It was really quite humorous, she went through three iterations of turning on the light while another Marine got up and turned them back off because she kept leaving the tent with the lights on. So, I got involved when she turned the lights back on for the third time and gave her my headlamp to use. I assumed that she would buy her own during the day. . . . . Nope, she came and went all night last night, turning the lights on every time she came back into the tent. And at one point I had to get up and turn them off, and as I did so I saw that she was crawling into her sleeping bag! Meaning, she was obviously not in need of the lights anymore! So, I told her this morning that if she's going to stay any longer, she needs to buy herself a flashlight and stop turning the lights on while others are trying to sleep. So, I can only wait to see what happens tonight.
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