 On CT day, they're giving us our MOS's. They're like 1391, a bulk fuel specialist. Raise my hand, staff's on it. What the heck is a bulk fuel specialist? And yeah, I went to the school house, figured out what it was, and I've actually loved it ever since. Without us, the wing doesn't roll. Like, when they need fuel, which is their primary source to get anywhere, do anything for the mission, they have to come to us. So, I mean, the bulk fuelers, that's our job, is what we're supposed to do. We're supposed to be down here working all the long hours and working the weekends to take care of the squadrons so the squadrons can get their mission done. Being a bulk fuel specialist is an extremely thankless job, because not many people realize what we do until they actually need us. If the fuel is not sampled correctly, or if it's contaminated in any way, a bird will not receive fuel from here. We all know what to do, whether I'm controlling a pump. One of my Marines is controlling the pentagraph, another one's on the grounding wire, another one's on the fire bottle, so on and so forth. We all practice it enough and go over it enough with each other, where we can just continuously switch roles and be efficient in all those roles. It's our responsibility to police our own and keep an eye on each other and make sure we do our due diligence. Whether we're down here or up there to make sure it's done correctly, because like I said, if anything goes wrong, everyone pays the price for it on all levels.