Here I come to wreck the day. To the tune of the old mighty mouse jingle of an ancient cartoon is what a young Corporal from the administration section was singing as I passed her on the drill deck. I stopped her and questioned her on it. It turns out some reservists that are on deck did not know how to fill out a muster sheet properly and as a result would not be getting paid unless they were corrected. Boo!
Growing up in the Marine Corps the top three things you want to make sure are straight with your Marines in garrison are Time off, chow, and chiefly, pay!
I blurted out to her, “try to approach the task with love and kindness in your heart.”
That has got to be a strange thing to hear from a crusty old Staff Sergeant.
I talked about the cause of the incident that was causing her stress likely being ignorance, and that I was sure the Reservists simply did not know what to do and were doing the best they could under the given circumstances, and that it would serve everyone better if she approached the matter from a different point of view, that being “I am here to help you get paid, I am here for you”
She smiled, appeared noticeably more at ease, and said thank you Staff Sergeant, and went on her way.
I hope I can keep that same positive and productive attitude for the rest of the day.
Be well and happy,