0140hrs @ airline road

Restricted area of course. Collecting something restrictive of course. Huh, restrictive. I crack myself up sometimes.

Singapore, seriously, you're so warm. At the same time last night in Kanchanaburi, it was at least 16 degrees. Like beat that.

By joe, you should know i hate to complain face to face. But it was a nightmare there. To have 2 of my men who accompanied me, having ORDed there. In layman's term, ''they all mood like farque''. I, as their superior, having to wake up at 6 in the morning to finish their job while they sleep till lunch at 12. It's so irksome. It irks me just thinking about it.

Well i did made new friends there. Or so more of acquaitants. They amount to a handful. They know me by name while i know them by face. And i know i'd accomplished fame, or so i'd put it.

that in this example below. A perm staff there was looking for me. He was in his vehicle driving around randomly. He stopped and asked a singaporean personnel (i have no idea who these both dudes are)
''do you know adam?''
''yes''
''do you know where he is now?''
''erm. Wait ah.. Where's adam ah?'' that personnel asked around

''gas station''

and moments later, that perm staff in the vehicle managed to track me down.
and i, at that point of time was already stressed, busy and was in high demand. For without me, they'd have no vehicles. All 40 of them...

Overall, it was a fruitful experience. Me and managing transport comes oh so naturally. Problematic vehicles and human were aplenty but i think i
anaged just fine alone while my useless fat men just laze at the canteen.

''are you ok adam? You look stressed'' a captain asked me. I was in one of my large vehicle, helping personnels at the last minute...

''i'm fine. All's good'' i replied easy
''i have to say, it's quite rare to see a transport supervisor helping on the ground. Especially so for a Private. They usually hide one corner and relax.''

i must say, those words of compliments kept me going throughout my whole stay.....