Well this turned out to be one gut punch of a day. I was passed over for someone (two someones actually) younger than me. You could so color my butt “gone” if I wasn’t tied to here as I currently am. My butt would be on a plane and ditty bopping itself with a couple packed “MO” A-3 bags back overseas and away from this personal hell called the V.A.
Younger than me. Wow! Just friggen Wow!