Day 313: Data Mining

Little to nothing in known about the 174^th so far. Time is limited as once a promotion is offered I have only seven days to accept. It’s unknown when the clock started to tick over at the 174^th ‘s end but I’m balancing out the risks against the rewards. On one hand if I refuse I go back to the 638^th. They are squared away and know how to take care of their soldiers, but they’ll be over strength with little to hope for advancement. I can look forward to another 4-5 years as an E-4 being bounced around to different schools and never promoted. With the 174^th I could walk into a social quagmire that might rip off my chevrons as soon as pin them.

Honestly, I’d rather roll the dice and take a chance then be stuck in stagnation the next five years.

I sent an email to 1SG Camacho asking who would I forward my acceptance to f I didn’t get into contact with anyone by 2300 that night. I was going to hold out a few more hours in an attempt to get into contact with people.

Not even five minutes later I get response from 1SG Camacho stating that he’ll take this as my acceptance and congratulations on joining the NCO Coprs.

I look at the email and blink for a minute fully expecting reality to stop kidding and revert back to something closer to acceptable. It ignores me because reality is a dick like that. I shrug to myself and accept that this is the closest to accidently accepting a promotion as it gets in the military. Who knows, one day I might get an officer’s commission by taking a vacation and getting on the wrong plane.