a hundred bodies crammed into a small space, all waiting impatiently to get into the enlisteds' mess hall. there was a bit of a lull, and then some idiot a few heads behind me shouted "push!" and the sound and pressure slowly began to rise...
i turned around, grunted "enough" and gave him my hardest stare - instant silence all around and the poor sod didn't know where to look. i let him simmer for a few slow seconds before turning back, and all that could be heard was one of his friends whispering "that's one stressed officer".
today was filled with distractions, but i did get some things done. i worked late, ending the day with a serious debate over israelis' inability to demand their rights as consumers (the concept of a watchdog is practically non-existent) before getting a ride to tel aviv.
i had a long year-end chat with my mum, and after online-time, the kid's super-salad, a shower and doing the dishes i'm going to sleep.
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