The dream sheet
Since nothing interesting is going on at this time, I am yet again forced to write about what went on in the past, because no matter how uninteresting things were in the past, they were probably more interesting than what's going on right now.
In Larry's comment the other day, he mentioned not getting the job he applied for in the military and listed the reason why. That brought back memories of my hitch in the Air Force, where the same thing happened to me and for the same reason.
When I signed my enlistment papers, we were all given papers that, as a joke, we called ‘‘the dream sheet’’. There were a lot of silly things in this paper, but the funniest was that it asked us what Air Force job we wanted. And what Air Force Base would we like to be stationed at? I believe there were three job options and bases to be stationed at.
We were given hours' worth of aptitude tests and a rudimentary IQ test, not realizing that those two tests would determine which job we would be placed in, and the job we would be trained in would largely determine which base we would end up at. In other words, the dream sheet we spent a lot of time on was utterly useless, since the Air Force was going to put us where we were needed, and our personal feelings, wishes, hopes, and dreams had nothing to do with it.
Due to my love of guns, I wanted to be a weapons specialist and keep those machine guns running, but even though my vision was corrected to 20-20, that wasn't good enough for the Air Force, and it killed my hopes and dreams of becoming a weapons specialist. And that turned out to be the same reason Larry was rejected from a helicopter pilot job....Having to wear glasses.
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Desert Sunrise.
Saguaro Cactus.
I don't know what this tiny flower is, but it was about the size of my thumbnail, and there were a lot of them.
And speaking of flowers, nobody on the internet can agree as to what kind of spring flower season we are going to have in Arizona. The experts say it might be okay, or it could be a super-bloom. Nobody seems to know for sure.