We had scheduled a Range, but had to cancel because we couldn't borrow a ambulance from C Co. 208th FSB like we normally did because of this, that and this other thing over there. So at the company meeting later that week, I made mention that "It sure would be nice if we had our own Ambulance for our medic."
Fast forward a month or so later and I'm in the motor pool, playing either "Maintenance Officer" or "Motor Officer" (I forget which), when SSG Tapang, one of our Filipino mechanics, comes up to me and says what I finally make out to be "Get in truck, we go K-town*".
So we take a ride to one of 21st TAACOM's Kasernes and there's a huge lot filled with all kinds of wheeled vehicles. We go into one of the buildings and suddenly it's like a scene from "The Deer Hunter", I'm the only "American" there. There are about 7-8 Filipino's in US Army BDU's and SSG Tapang goes up and they start talking/chattering/yelling/threatening each other in Tagalog/English/German.
I have no idea what's going on. I'm just standing there smiling, hoping that my life doesn't end here and this soon.
Suddenly SSG Tapang thrusts the clipboard he had just grabbed/been handed from the MSG he had been chattering with and says "You sign here sir." Knowing/hoping that my NCO's had never screwed me over, I sign. He hands back the clipboard and we walk out the building. Once outside and out of earshot of the rest of the Filipino mafia, I ask SSG Tapang. "Ummm, what did I just sign Sergeant?"
"Ambulance, sir. You drive back company. I take truck." As a HMMWV ambulance driven by a Filipino PFC comes skidding to halt in front of us.
Within 20 minutes of getting back, there are bumper numbers on the 'Blance. MSG Davis (Motor Maintenance NCO) and SSG Catlett (Supply Sergeant) do all the paperwork necessary to add it to our property book as "found on installation" property (joining the 27 AN/VRC 524 and AN/VRC-442 radios) and there's a spot for it in the motorpool. I thought our medic was going to cry when we showed him what we got him. (Being the 1SG's driver all the time on exercises is NOT fun.)
CPT Freeman, of course, made us turn it back in, along with the extra radios, when he took command, and then wondered why we always had a hard time getting ranges to go off, and couldn't communicate in the field when radio's broke. Idiot.
*Kaiserslautern; which is hard enough for an American to pronounce and damn near impossible for someone of Filipino heritage.