People who can't get their shit together irritate me.

Since my husband joined the reg force just under five years ago, we have been outright lied to, complained about such lies and, even with proof was told no discipline would be instilled upon said employee. The latest thing to really get my goat is trying to arrange a video conference with my husband who is over in Afghanistan.

As per policy, my husband booked the time for us to do the conference. We tried EVERY thing possible to get a ride to the MFRC as I live off base and no bus goes to the MFRC (it goes close, but just TRY pushing a stroller through the 3" of wet snow that remains uncleared from the sidewalks the whole distance!). The MFRC, the FSS, the DSU and my husbands home unit could/would not help. So I had to rent a car, not the cheapest thing to do but cheaper to rent a car for a day than take a taxi back and forth. And since I should not be driving, I had to take some pretty heavy duty drugs to prevent a serious side effect of my medical condition in order for me to drive safely.

I show up Saturday morning and the Video Conference machine isn't working. We're not sure who's end it's on so after an hour we find out (via my husband phoning my cell phone which is pay per minute) it may be on their end, although we did have a storm here that night so it could be on our end as well. Being a weekend no one in Ottawa was answering.

Turns out Ottawa had entered the WRONG code for the video connection between our local MFRC and where my husband is in the Sandbox. So we still don't know if it was the wrong number or if was a result of the storm(s).

So the video conference was rescheduled (via email) to Sunday morning 10:30 am local time.

The person in the Sandbox arranging this actually typed my first name wrong and therefore I did not get the email from her (who on earth spells Katherine Kathereine?!). My husband asked and double asked her to recheck the email addresses, so obviously she didn't. Luckily my husband caught it and (two hours before the video conference was to happen) forwarded the email to me.

So, I get my daughter ready yet AGAIN, stressing out over being late because, well, she *IS* a two year old and fights me every step of the way to get ready in the morning.

We show up at 10:15 am for a 10:30 conference. The MFRC is locked. So we wait. and wait. and wait until my husband phones my cell asking where we are. At this point I am SO pissed off at the number of errors that continually happen in the military. What is up with staff not double checking simple things WHEN ASKED? I work in Healthcare and if I did half the number of stupid errors I've seen happen I would be out of a job. Or people would be dead. Mistakes happen, but when asked to double check something and you don't, that person should get in serious trouble. But that will never happen.

While I was on the phone with my husband this morning, I told him it's time we seriously talk about him releasing from the military. I am so tired of being treated like shit. I have never worked in an environment that is so vile towards family members, and I do not plan on continuing to have to put up with it for the next twenty some years.