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Good news?

I got my posting on the 17th.

It's called naval combat system operator.

Sounds pretty slack. I don't mind not getting into sispec.

Wait a minute. I never did want to go sispec. I prayed so hard that I wouldn't get into a command school. Right after I put yes for the EI survey, I knew I had made a mistake. I spent the remaining BMT days brooding over my folly, and to make matters worse, my section mates were so bleeding sure that I would get into sispec. Ha. Now they are the ones who are going to enjoy the five-months chalet.