Thread about N9thing: 99 pages of Naught on the Wall (Page 22)

So, the other night, I get home from work, and I'm flipping the channels and Dr. Phil is on.  Generally, I don't watch that show, but I somehow got sucked into watching him talk to this mother and daughter about the daughter's text messaging habits.  Apparently, the daughter feels compelled to check her phone and send messages while driving.  He also had on some young gentleman who caused an accident while text messaging and driving.

For some odd reason, I thought of some people from here...... 

So, I had to go and drop off all my equipment from the Army.  Yes, I've had it this long after getting out.

I'm sitting there, after dropping it off, talking to my former company commander (who drove me nuts, but isn't a bad guy), and he stops to ask a couple of junior enlisteds why they didn't bring down the right vehicles, blah blah blah.  I'm laughing because it's still the exact same story as when I was there.  Anyway, they get past that, and say they're looking for a vehicle.  I already know which one (I saw the log book they had), but I ask anyway.

Them: "Headquarters 6." (That's the battalion commander's vehicle.)
Me: "Well, it's probably up at battalion, then."
Them: "We just came from battalion."
Me: "Well, who was driving it last?"
"Garvey."
"Where's Garvey?"
"Up at battalion."
*sigh* "Well, why didn't you ask Garvey where he put it when you were up there, bonehead?"
"Uhhh...  We'll go ask Garvey."
"Good idea genius....   Jesus, I gotta go the **** home.  This is all too easy."
Captain: "See?  We NEED you here!  You sure you don't wanna come back?"