How to know when you have had too much sun and fun

More from Robert in Iraq:

    The following is a true story. To protect the crazy, names have been
    omitted.

    We have a sergeant, a master sergeant in fact, that our unit picked up
    when we were at Bragg. He was taken from a different unit and plopped
    into a slot in our unit. He was always a little weird, but very quiet.
    He came with us on the deployment to Iraq and has been stationed at
    Tallil with the rest of us.

    He was placed on the night shift and has to
    sleep during the day. Somewhere into the middle of April, he went
    pretty crazy. Now mind you, not like violent crazy. More like funny
    crazy. During one of the nights he was suppose to be on duty, MPs
    stormed the chaplain’s worship tent. There was an unidentified person
    in the tent. It turns out it was this sergeant sleeping on a table in
    the tent. Later, this sergeant went down with heat stroke and spent
    some time in the field hospital. He came back with 1000 disposable bed
    sheets and 500 hospital gowns. We have no clue what they are for, but
    he hoards them.

    Realizing that he is crazy, this sergeant was sent down to Arifjan to
    serve as a liaison officer, to make sure we get supplies here that we
    need. Ever since then, he has been going in the dumpsters of Arifjan,
    rooting for garbage. The guys from my unit have had to get him out
    twice. Once in front of the tent and once in front of the dining hall.
    He keeps going on about how they don’t give us anything (which is true)
    and this is how you have to survive in Tallil. They found a bunch of
    old ice cream buckets in a bunker near the tent. He wanted to do his
    laundry in these buckets (even though they have laundry service at
    Arifjan).

    So if you are wondering why we don’t get a lot of supplies, the fact we
    have a crazy man, going through dumpsters, as a liaison officer, might
    be one of the reasons why.

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