Someone’s children

In today’s world it seems that some people do not teach their children right from wrong. I know that parents are not always accountable for their children’s actions. Some them are just rotten.  When I was growing up I could have never even imagined doing intention damage to someone’s property. I did not write on bathroom walls. I did not paint graffiti on walls or sidewalks. I think the most “damage” we did as kids was toilet paper people’s trees or shoe polish car windows and I truthfully cannot remember ever participating in either of these.
 
Just like here in Afghanistan we have people who are just downright disrespectful and nasty. Imagine this, you live in a metal connex. The metal connexes are stacked two and three high in two rows. They all face inward and have a hallway between both rows. Approximately 20 doors on each floor.  These heavy fire doors have assisted closure devices on top to ensure they close behind you. Now the respectful people guide the door closed with their hand to ensure it does not SLAM. Out of the 20 doors on the floor probably 10 of them Slam on a regular basis at all hours of the night. Makes me want to get up at 1 am and just stand outside of my room and slam my door over and over again until everyone comes out of their rooms to see what is going on. Then, with fire in my eyes, I would tell them "NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL!"

Nasty comes in mainly in the restroom. There are some people who do not understand the plumbing here. Without gives too much detail let’s just say it is required to flush before, during and after. If you flush and it does not work then YOU STOPPED IT UP so use a plunger and fix it, but nope they cannot do that. They shave and leave hair in the sink, they cut their hair in the floor and barely sweep it up, they blow their nose in the shower and leave the evidence. I know they do not do this at home and this is my home for the next year. I wish their mothers were here to see these pigs.

So let’s see I am tired of the food, tired of the house, tired of most of the people and really wish I was at home with my beautiful wife, kids and grandkids. I miss everything about home, including the stuff I did not like to do, like mow the yard, take out the trash and even doing the Laundry would be okay right now..  ok well maybe that is a stretch.. I hate doing laundry…

Missing home, but praying for the 12