Breath

My breath is garlicy again. It's the Kimchi. I can't help it. I'm sorry. I feel bad for my soldiers that have to be in the office with me. Then again, the Kimchi was really good and it's healthy so they'll just have to suck it up.
Oh man today has been the worst. The worst Jerry, the worst. I mean it. I really hate my job today. Two weeks exactly until I am done with it and I can't wait for that day to come. I hate to whine so much but damn...the people I work for/with are the most immature petty bitches and I want to punch them all. Right in the mouth. Here's why:
Today I was in my office doing work and two sergeants come in that work two levels above me. Previously I was told if these guys come to my office or call I'm to redirect them to the people one level above me. This is because there is a chain of command and we only deal with people one level above and one below us. They jump the chain to much and it pisses people off. So I ask them what they're doing here and I knwo them and they're good people so I'm joking around. Then I say that Major Williams is going to be pissed off about them being here and I tell them why. These two guys happen to be on the phone with their Captain and she thinks I'm being sassy. So, five minutes later she's already emailed the guys one level above me telling on me for doing what I was told to do. They call me five minutes later and now I'm getting yelled at for doing what that same person told me to do. Then I got huffy and said look buddy I'm only doing what you said and he's like...oh yeah you're right. Well no shit dick head. But instead of sticking up for me, they just assume it's always my fault and grill me until I can defend myself. Sorry but shit this is ridiculous.