Being as how I'm almost out, I'm relaxing a bit. For instance, this afternoon they really didn't need me at work. I decided it would be unprofessional to sit in the corner and read a book, so I took off for Camp Foster and did some grocery shopping in the Commisary.

So there I am, it's 1600, and I'm supposed to be at work for another hour. I've got a cart full of groceries, and I'm waiting for the deli counter to get to my order. There were a bunch of people in line in front of me, so I'm reading an excellent book to kill time.

"Hello there, Sergeant Boviate. Are you shopping or reading?"

I know that voice.

"Just waiting on my order, Sergeant Major. How are you this afternoon?"

"Fine, fine. Take care now."

"Thank you Sergeant Major, and same to you."

I was rather happy at that conversation, as it very quickly could have degenerated into an unpleasant discussion about appointed places of duty. But either SgtMaj didn't care, or she wasn't supposed to be off work either. Who knows.

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