Today I spent 4 hours with our Life Support contract managers today - man, what a fiasco. Its like dealing with a bunch of 5 yr old and used car salesman at the same time. First, I ask the manger a pointed question that has a yes or no answer and he responds with another problem. I am not sure if he is ADHD or the question was lost in translation. And when I re-ask the question I get the "slouched downward looking" no. Are you an adult or a kid? I ask them to follow the contract and they respond by saying - its not my fault - the company is not giving me what I need. Next we discuss what items and facilities need some attention and then we "negotiate" on how we are going to get the job done. By the end of the conversation we are all smiling and shaking hands like we are the best of friends. But as I walk away I can not help but think I am not getting what I paid for. Anyway, above is a pic of some of the workers from a local village who are working in the chow hall. Enjoy.
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