When I came home last night from drill weekend, I thought I had lost both the camera the Army issued me and a video camera from my day job.
But on the train home from Philadelphia tonight, Master Sergeant Kirby Hoke of 2-104th called my cell phone to tell me they found the cameras. I had left them in the S-1 (admin) office. I thought they had been stolen from my car.
It turns out I just left them in the admin office while I was waiting to talk to SFC Lori Burns.
WHAT A RELIEF!!!!
I did learn some useful things about losing Army.
One of the officers, I own't rat him out, said even if they charged me for losing the camera, they can't take more than one month's pay. That's less than $300 for a weekend warrior like me. And he said that they usually waive the penalty in cases of hardship.
I asked if it would help if I put water spots on my statement and said they were the tears of my children.
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