The signal storeman course lasts for twelve days. I'm about ten days into the course at a faraway camp; yes travelling's been a bitch :/ But it's quite an interesting class I'm in, although I was already prepared for the kinds of people I was going to meet in this place.
Most of them are pes e guys, meaning after two years of service, they never ever have anything to do with the army. Tempting.
Okay, but some of the people in the class are interesting, let's break it down.
1. There's this one and only cpl in the class, meaning he's about to ord already. Cpls should know more than ptes or recs right? Wrong. This guy is like one of a kind man. He was chosen to be the class ic, but whenever we're counting strength in file order, his math cannot make it, cos' he can't multiply any numbers higher than ten. A typical scenario would be:
Last guy: 18 rows and 2 blanks, ic!
IC: *Takes out his cell and jabs some stuff in*
Some other guy: It's fifty three lah! Fifty two plus you loh.
IC: Oh okay. *Puts back his cell and a long pause ensues*
Instructor: Fall them out lah.
IC: Orh. *Another long pause*
Instructor: Huh? You don't know the command?
Yeah, he didn't know -.- I think anyone who saw him like this also won't think he deserves to ord first, hahaha.
2. Hmm, there's another guy who has the same name as beer brand. Well, his story is not that complicated, but it's really bizzare. He had a surgical op on his head (I think it's something related to the brain), and his flesh was then sorta stitched back on after the op. I don't know whether his skull is cracked there or something, but if you look carefully at that portion of his head, it's always throbbing. I think if he ran, that part would throb even more.
Yeap, his brain is right under that part of his scalp. No, I didn't touch it :/
3. There's this guy who's in the same unit as this friend I always hang around with. Apparently, he considers themselves acquaintances. About this guy, he has anxiety issues. He can't stay around in crowded places for too long or he'll perspire like a running tap. That means no trains, buses or cars for him, although I think he can still tolerate riding in them for some period of time. Although it's psychological, it's rather difficult to curb, since I'm always seeing him walking home. Even though the walk takes like an hour, he'd still do it.
That's probably why his 2.4km timing is 6:55.
No, you didn't hear me wrong; Six-fifty-five. Holy crap!
4. There're a bunch of people in class who're really annoying. Always wanting to suck up to the instructor for some reason in class. My friend describes their looks as those of an abomination, especially one guy. If you want a graphic image of what an abomination looks like, I think this image should suffice. But it's not really interesting to talk about such people.
5. A couple of sissy acting guys in class that my friend doesn't like. Includes a guy who's weighs between 150 to 200kg and another guy who lives at boon lay like me but has a lot of dandruff. So much that everyone else but him notices it. My friend calls him a snowman, I call him frosty for reference's sake.
6. There's this indian guy in class who speaks with a caucasian's accent. Normally I don't find this very awkward cos I'm cool with it, but my instructor tried to mimic his accent in class when he asked a question. Haha, I know, quite bastard.
7. About a quarter of the class smokes and it gets really annoying when they bring back the stench to class and I have to tolerate them, zzz.
8. I think my instructor is super classic. His english is quite chui, I understand. He said his mandarin isn't that fantastic either, urm okay a bit out of the ordinary. Then he speaks japanese sometimes in some high-pitched act cute tone which is really @*#$&^. Thus, I can conclude that he sucks at all languages. The weird thing is his itunes playlist consists of english songs and he watches english movies like devil wears prada and some other unconventional films. He let us watch almost all of them on his macbook, so, I don't have any complaints =D
9. That's about all the sorts of guys in my class. I did see 3 other malays with thick make-up on their faces from another class, with this guy with a big build and a huge chest (seriously looks like it's been implanted with silicon, and I'm not shitting you at all) who is really quite morbid to look at. I'm not being mean, at least for this case.
10. There's also me, who might not be in a store in camp, but he's learning signal store stuff for formality's sake, hahaha.
Two more days of hardcore travelling...
P.s.: Sorry if this gives you a very mean impression of myself, but I kinda try hard not to mix with everyone in class so I observe people more =D Why don't I socialise? For obvious security reasons, you nut.
