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Well, I‘m nearing the end of my summer here at CFSCE, and I‘ve learnt a lot of stuff, but as part of my training, as well as part of just being here. For aspiring sig ops, or to piss of the people in the combat arms at how much of a diamond course I‘ve gotten, here‘s the 411:
In week 1 we started off learning the history of the C&E branch of the CF, as well as voice and data encryption units used for IRIS and HARRIS radio sets.
In week 2 we did preperation for our tactical field exercise, where we practiced being det commanders.
In week 3 we had a 5 day tac rad exercise much in theme of week 2.
In week 4 we had an introduction to network administration using windows 2000.
In week 5 we learnt CMS as well as had a tour of JSR
In week 6 we had lessons on the QRT, INMARSAT, and the RF5022 HF radio used in the LCT;
Next week we have our strategic exercise using the LCT‘s.
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That‘s it for training, but some other lessons, I learnt about:
MALE; I invented this phrase when talking to my buddies from Calgary. Minimum Acceptable Level of Effort. That being, doing the job to the point that nobody tells you to do any work. I learnt it here on these forums and I preached about it to every student I came into contact with. Unfortunatly, nobody on my course accepted it, but EVERYONE on the other QL5 course says and knows what it is. It‘s pretty much thier course motto (except that it‘s un-sharp)
Getting of the base, away from the uniform is the best way to keep your sanity is to just get away and forget that your a soldier. When I went to Toronto, the only thing that reminded me of the fact that I was in the military was my ranger blanket and my train ticked home. As it turned out, I traded with my cousins: my blanket for some clothes
Alcohol. I‘ve drunk before, but not nearly as much as I have here. I think being in the military has turned me into a blatent alcoholic. Once again, being combined with MALE, I‘ve also learnt how to time my drinking just right so I don‘t get in trouble for it, but still, whereas back home, I‘d go through a 26 of rum in a few months, I‘ve gone through a 26 of rum, shnapps or vodka every week here.
Having fun. A few days ago, my friends from Calgary and I had "Ugly Shirt Night" wherby we wore our UGLIEST most RETARDED outfit we could think up. Two guys wore really ugly Hawain shirts, one guy wore this blue and pink cowboy shirt with a pink bandana tied around his neck, and I wore a flamingly homo... well... a really loud pink, orange, and green collard shirt with a pink girls "Hello Kitty" shirt underneath (the shirt was unbuttoned for all to see). I swear I was just about to roll over on the ground when I walked into the mess and EVERYONE turned and stared at us. As it turned out, I wore the same girls "Hello Kitty" shirt for PT the previous morning, when I was really, really hungover (soccer). I remember running at some guy scraming out "MEOW!"
Not taking things seriously. This isn‘t so much fun, but if one of my instructors yells at me, telling me to do something, I don‘t care. If I agree with what they‘re saying, I‘ll correct it, if not, I just brush it right off. I find it very difficult to take anyone or anything seriously more than the bare minimum respect of the rank structure or common sense agreement on the issue at hand.
A whole lot more... I couldn‘t begin to name off some of the stuff I‘ve learnt from this experience. Obviously, I learnt the most when I wasn‘t in green, but still, I learnt a bit even then.
When I get home, for sure I‘ll discuss them. I‘m just using this as the skeleton for when I get back.
Peace^^
In week 1 we started off learning the history of the C&E branch of the CF, as well as voice and data encryption units used for IRIS and HARRIS radio sets.
In week 2 we did preperation for our tactical field exercise, where we practiced being det commanders.
In week 3 we had a 5 day tac rad exercise much in theme of week 2.
In week 4 we had an introduction to network administration using windows 2000.
In week 5 we learnt CMS as well as had a tour of JSR
In week 6 we had lessons on the QRT, INMARSAT, and the RF5022 HF radio used in the LCT;
Next week we have our strategic exercise using the LCT‘s.
--
That‘s it for training, but some other lessons, I learnt about:
MALE; I invented this phrase when talking to my buddies from Calgary. Minimum Acceptable Level of Effort. That being, doing the job to the point that nobody tells you to do any work. I learnt it here on these forums and I preached about it to every student I came into contact with. Unfortunatly, nobody on my course accepted it, but EVERYONE on the other QL5 course says and knows what it is. It‘s pretty much thier course motto (except that it‘s un-sharp)
Getting of the base, away from the uniform is the best way to keep your sanity is to just get away and forget that your a soldier. When I went to Toronto, the only thing that reminded me of the fact that I was in the military was my ranger blanket and my train ticked home. As it turned out, I traded with my cousins: my blanket for some clothes
Alcohol. I‘ve drunk before, but not nearly as much as I have here. I think being in the military has turned me into a blatent alcoholic. Once again, being combined with MALE, I‘ve also learnt how to time my drinking just right so I don‘t get in trouble for it, but still, whereas back home, I‘d go through a 26 of rum in a few months, I‘ve gone through a 26 of rum, shnapps or vodka every week here.
Having fun. A few days ago, my friends from Calgary and I had "Ugly Shirt Night" wherby we wore our UGLIEST most RETARDED outfit we could think up. Two guys wore really ugly Hawain shirts, one guy wore this blue and pink cowboy shirt with a pink bandana tied around his neck, and I wore a flamingly homo... well... a really loud pink, orange, and green collard shirt with a pink girls "Hello Kitty" shirt underneath (the shirt was unbuttoned for all to see). I swear I was just about to roll over on the ground when I walked into the mess and EVERYONE turned and stared at us. As it turned out, I wore the same girls "Hello Kitty" shirt for PT the previous morning, when I was really, really hungover (soccer). I remember running at some guy scraming out "MEOW!"
Not taking things seriously. This isn‘t so much fun, but if one of my instructors yells at me, telling me to do something, I don‘t care. If I agree with what they‘re saying, I‘ll correct it, if not, I just brush it right off. I find it very difficult to take anyone or anything seriously more than the bare minimum respect of the rank structure or common sense agreement on the issue at hand.
A whole lot more... I couldn‘t begin to name off some of the stuff I‘ve learnt from this experience. Obviously, I learnt the most when I wasn‘t in green, but still, I learnt a bit even then.
When I get home, for sure I‘ll discuss them. I‘m just using this as the skeleton for when I get back.
Peace^^