Today, it was as if the years rolled back, and suddenly I was half my real age. Well, just a little over half my real age. I felt 16 again, to be precise.

That's because I was in Driver's Ed, and then took my liscencing exam. I passed too, hooray! So now I am the proud possessor of a piece of laminated paper that allows me to operate a personally owned vehicle in Japan.

The class was supposed to be an all-day affair, but there were only a few students today, and the instructor was a Motor T corporal that clearly had better htings to do (not that he was a bad teacher, mind you.) So instead of being done at 1700 like the schedule said, we were done at 1330.

A good Marine would have gone back to work. But I said "Hey, I'm right by the commisary!" and I went grocery shopping. Which was all well and good, until I bumped into one of the unit's warrent officers in the pasta aisle. Whoops. Well, he probably has no idea where I'm supposed to be. Then, coming back to my barracks with arms loaded full of groceries, I bumped into LCpl S from my shop, who had to leave work to change clothes and was about to go back to work. Sadly, he knew perfectly well where I was supposed to be.

But I called into work and said "I'm back, should I come to the shop?" and was told not to bother. So that was good. Although I know that there was plenty of stuff that I'm responsible for that the Magic Elves didn't come and do for me, so tomorrow I'll be behind. Ah well.

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