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LeadershipHaven't touched this site in months...
Anyway. I came across some guys from another company in camp, and they were having lunch. I was very put off by their "gangster" behaviour. I don't know. Maybe I wasn't in a good mood that day.
When I look at my own men, I'd think of a thousand and one things to do to them if they ever dare to show an ounce of such unruly behaviour. Then again, would all these be the cause of excessive and harsh punishment? That the men are trying to exploit ever inch of free space they can if it isn't governed?(i.e. bad behaviour during lunch) I'm still learning to achieve the ideal balance. Right now it's more tolerance than whacking. I just wrestle it off at night. *hears crowd gasp*
My guys passed out from their basic military training yesterday. They're now what I'd call fine soliders. 10:03 AM - 9/15/2007 - post commentShare and enjoy
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