more army fun...

So I called the army place to clear up what the deal was.

First one guy said that I didn't turn in my blood test results. I was ready to flip out and scream, "I'VE NOW FAXED THEM TWICE AND TURNED THEM IN IN PERSON...HOW THE HELL DO YOU STILL NOT HAVE THEM? AND FOR THE RECORD, ACCORDING TO MY DOCTOR AND THESE TEST RESULTS, I

STILL

DON'T HAVE THE SERIOUS BLOOD CONDITION THAT Y'ALL THINK I HAVE, SO FOR THE LOVE OF G-D WILL YOU JUST LET ME JOIN YOUR FUCKING ARMY ALREADY???!"

But instead I just said calmly in Hebrew, trying to keep the edge out of my voice, "Could you please check again? I came to the enlistment center on Monday and turned them in."

He called up to the medical unit/section/whatever to check it out for me, and a couple minutes later he came back on the line and said no one was picking up.

Having been in that room several times, I can tell you why no one was picking up: because all the 18 year old soldiers are too busy fucking playing solitaire on their computers and blasting Eyal fucking Golan from their cell phones.

He said to call back in a half and hour to clear up whether or not I still needed to come in.

So half an hour later I called back and the person on the other line barked at me that I don't need to come in after all but that I have to wait. I'm not really sure what I'm waiting for.

urgh....I'm just tired. I just want them to tell me, "This is exactly what's going on, here's what you need to be doing, end of story." Instead I have to resort to calling several times, because each time I get a different answer, and I hate myself for it because I hate being pushy and bothering people, especially people who don't particularly want to but HAVE to be in an army for 2/3 years....