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Son, we live in a Marine Corps that
has papers, and those papers need to be shuffled by men with
pens. Who's gonna do it, you? YOU platoon Sergeant?
I have a greater responsibility than
you can possibly fathom. You weep for PFC Smith and you curse
the S1. You have that luxury, you have the luxury of not knowing
what I know. That PFC Smith's NPD while tragic, was probably
the result of fraudulent travel claims, and my existence, while
grotesque and incomprehensible to you...pays Marines!
You don't want the truth because deep
down in places you don't talk about at platoon meetings, you
WANT me in that desk, you NEED me in that desk!
We use words like IRAM, PAR, SRB Audit....we
use these words as the backbone of a life spent supporting someone,
you use them as a punch line!
I have neither the time, nor the inclination
to explain myself to a Marine who pays his bills with the very
paycheck I provide, AND THEN QUESTIONS THE MANNER IN WHICH I
PROVIDE IT! I would rather you just said thank you and went
on your way, otherwise I suggest you route a PAR. Either way,
I DON'T GIVE A DAMN WHAT YOU THINK YOU ARE ENTITLED TO!!
(For those that don't know what some
of the acronyms mean, go here.)
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