TM 251. Embarassment
OOC: Contains spoilers for season 4.0.
CPO Galen Tyrol
Battlestar Galactica
419 words
There are so many BETTER questions to ask me and you're asking me this one? You really have no frakking imagination at all, do you? Well, okay. I'll play.
What was my most embarassing moment, not counting the drunken ones? Though I'm actually surprised to have ever gotten drunk in my life, considering I'm a frakking Cylon. Maybe my body's reaction to alcohol was a part of the godsdamned programming, because I did a few damn fine jobs of getting drunk.
The most embarassing thing I ever did was lay down on my job. Not as Chief of the deck, though I've never been able to look at a thousandth landing the same way since I fell down on that one. Or was that part of my programming, helping Boomer commit whatever sabotage she was doing? And not turning her in. I must have been batshit crazy. Or programmed. But the job I'm talking about is being a husband and a father. I fell down hard and my wife took the fallout. Gods, she must have hated me by the time the book closed on her life. Either that, or she was right and no one would give a damn that she's gone. And for the most part, it does look like she's right. Life has gone on. No one cares. Most of you bastards never even realized she was there unless she was right in front of you. Might be called a lackluster life, devoid of any real standout qualities, but she was doing what she was supposed to be doing. If she was being noticed, she wasn't doing her job. She didn't need attention to validate her like you frakking attention-whoring Viper pilots. Some of you think she was a whiner. Well, so are all of you frakking idiots and what embarasses me the most is the fact that none of you care that one of us is no longer with us. I lost my wife and it's treated like some kind of punchline to a bad joke. When Starbuck frakking flew into that black hole or whatever the frak it was, it felt like most of you wanted to lay down and die right after her. When Katraine died, it was weeks before things got back to normal.
I'm not putting Cally's picture on that frakking wall. I'm keeping her memory with me, where no one can just stand there and gawk at it like she meant anything to them.
Go to hell, all of you.