woke up this morning, feeling PROPER shit, coughing and stuff, coughed up blood aswell , so i get up, washed changed etc


get to work to go sick (we have to in the RAF, cant just ring in )


get an appointment for 4pm , and think this is going to kill me today, ring up again, to re-book as i didnt fancy waiting round all day, get through and get an appointment for 0840, get there, see the RAF doctor, he says theres nothing wrong gives me shitty painkiller tablets send me back to work, bearing in mind im a sprayer so i have to linger arond all day with fumes , good move that when you got a poxy sor chest and throat

been put on light duties anyway so i then have to do paper work, ie paper shreadding for the TWAT of a warrent officer (boss) i got, he then starts winging how there to many sickies in the place

so i think im not taking this shit anymore, tell him and my sargent what i think of the section, and how SHIT there management skills are and how shit the job is etc so he then puts me down to the other end of work to be put on hanger keys on a 12hour shift opening the hanger @ 6am everymorning


to say i was pissed off was an understatement


well i told them to tick that up there hoop and walked up the med centre again to be signed off as this is stupid

get there, find out my warrent officer has been on the blower to tell them not to sign me off

well i had a few words of my own to say and eventualy got 2 days of sick in my block, still really pissed of as my cough hasnt been solved


FUCKING HATE THE RAF , proper shit and its full of jumped up wankers, who have no spines


rant over but still pissed off