Besides the chicken dinner, the real reason I went to a dinner as maybe the only E5 there by choice was to talk to the CSMs in attendance about the status of my request for an extension of my enlistment and to hear what they thought of my chances for getting it.
Unfortunately for me, it seems betting m=on my extension is like betting on Ron Paul for president--some people are strongly in favor, but the result does not look like Rep. Paul will be moving to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
But I remain hopeful. The best admins in the brigade put the packet together and sent it to division. And a warrant officer who knew about the packet thought it was the best one she had seen. Not that good paperwork seals the deal, but bad paperwork ensures a bad result.
