I was assigned to be our Battalion XO’s driver and personal assistant if you will. Anytime information needed to be relayed to other officers or NCO’s and he could not be present I was his fill-in. My first time filling in for him was the most nerve wracking experience of my life. I was tasked with presenting QRF field data and updated rosters of new soldiers coming from rear detachment to our FOB in Iraq. I remember each of the officers taking turns on Ventrilo giving their reports to our division commander, then it was my turn. I was nervous, to say the least, these men could make my military career a nightmare if I rubbed them the wrong way. I started speaking and my voice was so soft they could barely hear me. My platoon sergeant leaned over my shoulder and told me to speak up so I cleared my throat, took a deep breath and started talking again. My voice was more direct and firm in what I was saying, all of a sudden I did not feel afraid of them anymore. Yeah, they were still the same people who could make my life miserable if they wanted to, but I spoke to them with not only authority like I had the rank of a Major, but I also spoke to them with the same respect that they would give another fellow soldier be they commissioned or non-commissioned. I learned that when you deliver your information in a manner such as that, you
I was assigned to be our Battalion XO’s driver and personal assistant if you will. Anytime information needed to be relayed to other officers or NCO’s and he could not be present I was his fill-in. My first time filling in for him was the most nerve wracking experience of my life. I was tasked with presenting QRF field data and updated rosters of new soldiers coming from rear detachment to our FOB in Iraq. I remember each of the officers taking turns on Ventrilo giving their reports to our division commander, then it was my turn. I was nervous, to say the least, these men could make my military career a nightmare if I rubbed them the wrong way. I started speaking and my voice was so soft they could barely hear me. My platoon sergeant leaned over my shoulder and told me to speak up so I cleared my throat, took a deep breath and started talking again. My voice was more direct and firm in what I was saying, all of a sudden I did not feel afraid of them anymore. Yeah, they were still the same people who could make my life miserable if they wanted to, but I spoke to them with not only authority like I had the rank of a Major, but I also spoke to them with the same respect that they would give another fellow soldier be they commissioned or non-commissioned. I learned that when you deliver your information in a manner such as that, you