Dumb Airmen

Started by cobychuck, 04-28-2006 -- 15:32:59

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flew-da-coup

Bob & Dave. anuf said.
You shall do no injustice in judgment, in measurement of length, weight, or volume.Leviticus 19:35

Thraxas

Quote from: flew-da-coup on 06-14-2006 -- 15:46:05
Bob & Dave. anuf said.

They're not airmen.

Quote from: cobychuck on 06-14-2006 -- 10:00:41
Thraxas, I'm waiting on an answer. (The suspense is killing me!)   :?

Yes. I was there when it happened.

cobychuck

Okay, that wasn't the question I was looking for the answer to.  I was hoping for the one immediately following that one.  Or are you gonna make me guess?  Okay, fine.

Bob Cahill?   :?

cobychuck

Here's one that I just got over e-mail.  Apparently there was a police report filed on the 17th of June because a verbal altercation here in my dorm.  From the scetchy details that were included in the report I received, someone called another airman a "N****r" because he threw ice.  According to the report Subject 1 and Subject 2 could not be found and no seems to recall who those two were.  Now is that frickin' retarded or what?

Thraxas

Quote from: cobychuck on 06-19-2006 -- 15:07:21
According to the report Subject 1 and Subject 2 could not be found and no seems to recall who those two were.  Now is that frickin' retarded or what?

That's not too unusual. Sometimes a-holes will visit their friends in other dorms.

cobychuck

Didn't think about that.  Damn these airmen!  Oh well, I don't have to fix anything for this one, so it's not too horrible I guess other than some hurt egos.

cobychuck

    We've recently had new door handles/locks put on my dorm.  This new system uses a key that looks like an oversized dog tag which had magnets in it.  Now, the whole reason behind getting these new locks was because they are self-locking.  Once you close the door, it's locked. This is a problem.  Come to find out, a lot of airmen never locked their doors with the old keys.  So I know I'm going to be getting calls at ungodly hours because someone locked themselves out.  Fortunately for me, there are couches in the dayroom.  I hope they don't think I'm going to rush down here for that, because I sure as hell won't be in any hurry.  I'm sure there will be some interesting stories to come from all of this, but I don't have any right now.  All I need to do is give them time...
:-)

Valdic

When I was at Lowry in '92, I was on the top floor. The ceiling tiles were removable, so great place to store your alcohol. Anyway, our rope hadn't pushed his back far enough, so during an inspection, one of the training NCO's pushed on a tile and was bombarded with 8-10 empty Jim Beam bottles.
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cobychuck

    Okay, I just got this one from the housing manager here at Nellis for quarterly dorm inspections.  The chief that he was walking around with decided to inspect a room that music was blaring from.  Upon opening the door (now these peticular rooms have a central common area) to find one of the residents passed out on the table with the stereo going full tilit.  The housing manager turned down the radio and yelled at the airman to get up.  Nothing.  He didn't even twitch.  The chief then proceeds to pound his fist very hard on the table, finally having to yell into the airman's ear to get him to move.  The conversation went something like this:

"What...what's going on?"

"This is a room inspection!  What are you doing?"

"I'm drinking."

"Where's your room?"

"It's over there." (points at his room)

"Stand up airman.  Where's your ID?"

"I don't have my ID." (at this point, the airman spills his beer all over the table)

"Airman, sit down before you hurt yourself"

    He sits down and immediately passes out again, facefirst in the beer he just spilled.  The chief decided it would be a good idea to call the shirt on this one. 

MIRCS

Damn.......just DAMN

cobychuck

    You like that one, eh?  Our housing manager had a hard time keeping from busting out laughing in front of the chief.

:lol:

flew-da-coup

I knew a guy in the Navy that drank so much that he was restricted to the barracks. He was able to get out and he drank so much that he had a B.A.C. of 0.52. He should have been dead. He was hospitalized and was discharged after he was released from the hospital. He told me that was he plan the whole time.
You shall do no injustice in judgment, in measurement of length, weight, or volume.Leviticus 19:35

cobychuck

Okay, here's one for you from yours truly.  I had returned from walking our dogs last Tuesday and was letting them out if the car.  Now our Doberman likes to ride in the car...a lot.  She tried to jump back in the car and I tried to stop by slamming the door shut...on my right index finger.  Well, I ended up breaking the bone almost right at the joint and tore the skin from the right side of my fingernail to about 3/4s of the way around my finger.  I had to go into surgery for the finger and they put a pin through the first joint which has to stay in for four weeks.  So watch your fingers.
:-P

cobychuck

#58
Here's a situation we're having right now that could just go south all of a sudden.  The dorm I manage has had some real trouble with trash, mostly cigarette butts.  For starters, this dorm could be made no smoking.  Which means they would have to go out away from the dorm to smoke.  Plus, if the trash situation doesn't improve, they'll be here on Saturday starting with an inspection in their blues and followed by a generous GI party.  Somehow I can see them screwing this up.

bradley563

Well here's what will happen.  Some schmuk will not care about the trash and everyone will end up having the party on a Sat.  The original schmuk will not care because he will have to work and wont get to enjoy the party anyways.

Or said schmuk will be one of the first ones to bitch and complain because of the inspection and party. 


Either way, there will be a Sat. party.
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