you seem to have a lot of negative energy in your spirit right now.
@Slaimon Khan Shah can help you
I want to hear your stories dealing with them
how was it for you?
The SF Cac who was in charge where I was stationed in Afganistan was a grade A a$$hole. I was at a small FOB called Pul-y-Am and we wee basically support for them, though SF isn't directly in charge of us, our unit wasn't directly in charge of THEM either and they tried to tell us what to do and fukked us over with all sorts of fukkery...
For instance, me and my homie Calhoun were the two cooks assigned to the FOB. This was my first deployment to Afghanistan and Calhoun's second, so even though we were both Specialists (Rank E4) I sort of deferred to him for our first couple weeks because he was more experienced in this situation.
Only issue is my homie Calhoun, God Bless him, is crazy lol
Me and Calhoun
Dude has NO filter, so his tolerance for bullshyt is like zero, and unfortunately in Afghanistan, you will deal with ALOT of bullshyt, as I learned...
So first day we meet these crazy SF guys, we meet our "workers", who are local nationals. The SF Cac and his c00n underling (who we dubbed "Calvin Candie and Django") they come up to us. Basically talking about how bad ass they were and how we shouldn't treat the local nationals as "Real People". This Cac had a Slave master vibe to him. He treated the local nationals who worked for us like shyt. Threatening to fire them, not pay them, and all types of verbal abuse. Besides that there was a third cook, who was attached DIRECTLY to them, who they used to abuse and treat badly. This dude was a brotha, a big dude maybe my height (6 "2") but easily with more girth. He was younger, around 19. One of those thoes whose quiet, likes to draw, not confrontational. Now don't get me wrong this dude wasn't a bytch or c00n, but his rank was only E2 (Private second class) So when them SF boys made him get up at 2 in the morning and cook for them (when they were supposed to be eating MRE's) or smoked him (forcing to him perform PT in the hot ass sun) there wasn't much he could do, he was alone.
At least me and Calhoun had each other, again though Calhoun had a short fuse, and we BOTH couldn't stand that Cac, but everything came to a head when on Easter, we were preparing a BIG meal because all the big wigs were coming to the FOB that day (Command Sgt, First Sgt, etc) we had HORRIBLE cooking equipment but we were trying to make it work. We had turkeys, lobster, steaks, etc and we started cooking at about 5am
Well it's around 10am and we got a truck full of food that the SF's didn't want to load for us, even though they KNEW we were sweating our asses off trying to make this meal. Calhoun decided to take a stand and he was my boy so I stood with him. Only issue was he told that Cac he wasn't doing a Goddamn THING more than makin this meal and that they could all suck his dikk! This, in the middle of Afghanistan, with nobody to have our backs against these SF muthafukkas was not the right move. But fukk that Cac, I stood with my boy Calhoun. We were ready to basically lose our ranks over this.
So we had a Sgt named Moody (cool ass dude. Reminds me of
@BmoreGorilla ) who stood up for us and told the Command Sgt and 1st Sgt what really happened. So we didn't lose rank but that SF Cac made life hell for us as much he could.
The homie Moody
Man this story bringing back some crazy ass memories lol I could go on and on about that time period
-How I pulled my Gun on a Local Shop owner and told him I was going to blow his fukking head off, and Calhoun used the opportunity to STEAL some bootleg movies lol
- How Me and Calhoun got tired of telling the local nationals that Pepperoni WAS pork and after the 20th time we just let them go ahead and eat it lol
- How me and Calhoun taught the Slavery hymn from the Boondocks episode Catcher Freemen to the locals and had them singing "Why won't you come Catcher and KILL ALL THESE CRACKAS!" out loud
- The three Local nationals who worked for us were brothers, and the youngest one spent all his money at Whorehouses and his two older brothers used to clown him about it
- How it took me 16 hours to download Yeezus using our terrible internet service and sharing the leak and EVERYBODY having the simultaneous

look on their faces when we heard On Sight (Got the leak from the COLI

)
- How I beat the shyt out of this white boy at 3am in the morning the first time we got attacked because he woke me up to warn me and I thought he was a terrorist (Calhoun laughed his ass off for WEEKS at that one)
-how we set up a makeshift ping pong table using some spare wood pieces and me, Calhoun, Moody, and another guy named Castro would just play each other for hours
-how we used to do movie nights and I showed Calhoun and Moody Sankofa and Shaka Zulu for the first time. After that they called me Malcolm X for like two weeks
Maybe
@General Mills had the same experiences though I think he was in a different branch. He could probably tell a better story than me.
@Amethyst #TPC and anyone else who has any other inquiries just let me know