This blog post was created for the sake of so much - needed humor and satire so really, I hope the fine ladies and gentlemen in the SAF and PAP not take too much offense :)

So .. As one would know by now, I'm one of the many Transport Operators [ Read: a wayang SAF term for the word, "Driver" ] in Mandai Hill Camp's 6th Division CMTL [ Long form: Centralised Mechanised Transport Line ]. One of the many objectives of having this "CMTL" is that the limited transport resources in the SAF are concentrated to help increase efficiency and all. Okay, that aside. There is an irony to the abovementioned that I would like to bring out - What point is there in doing all of that when I need to like, go through a ton of paperwork to book out 3 tonners [ of which, 2 are defective and needed to be booked - in back to camp -.- ] to help a bunch of guys and girls to send some defective clothing to donno what ulu ulu place in singapore?

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Okay, satire over. As usual, life is still as shit as ever. Someone please tell me this is just a nightmare and slap me awake. I would really appreciate it. :)