November 2, 2077

Today the Overseer had us all take this test thing called a GOAT to figure out what jobs we'd all have at the Vault. We all lined up outside a classroom and waited for hours on end after what seemed like an eternity it was finally my turn.

20 minutes later I left the classroom with a slip of paper which listed my job: security guard. At first I was surprised; surely there had been a mistake because the closest thing I had ever gotten to using an actual gun was seeing one at Smithy's Firearms by my house. But then I heard that all security guards received training so my worries subsided then I heard that security guards received special privileges such as extended shower time, better meals and a room at the deluxe lounges by the Overseer's room. I do not care much for any of these except for the better meals, God I hope it's better than shit were served every fucking day.

Training is tomorrow and I don't have anything else to do so it couldn't come soon enough I guess.

November 3, 2077

I got up excited for the training, so much in fact that my toe hit the door on the way out. Did I mention that the walls are made out of steel? So much for an energetic me…

I went down to breakfast and quickly ate the oatmeal, orange juice and piece of toast they serve every morning. I sat there waiting for the bell to ring which indicated for everyone that breakfast was over. After breakfast I walked over to the Guard Barracks like it said in the instructions. There weren't too many people there; in fact I was surprised to see how few of us had been picked as guards. But then my worries subsided when I saw who else had been picked for guard duty, yep it was Anita.

I went and sat next to her and we talked about the job, funny enough she had not been expecting to become a guard either! It's strange how coincidences work. After a while I decided to take down names of everyone else who had been picked. There was Harriet Long (who I had never seen before), Geneva Jones (I had seen her in fact maybe too much, she was this sort of bossy uptight woman so how she had been picked boggled my mind), Diana Strong (I had already met Diana during lunch and I liked her so I expect for her and I to get along well, Juliana Rose, and Mia James.

A while after that the Overseer herself came in to talk to us.

"Ladies…and gentleman, being a guard of a Vault is no easy task. Some of you might find it fun, others sickening but you all have one mission: keep the Vault safe no matter what now follow me for training."

Training was 7 courses long and we were tested on (according to the Overseer) Strength, Perception, Endurance, Charisma, Intelligence, Agility and Luck (I didn't really understand luck).

In the end we all passed some higher than others but we all made it through. We were given official Vault 69 security armor and helmet, a map of the Vault uploaded to our Pip-Boys (a good thing too, I've forgotten the number of times I've gone into the Labs thinking it was the Bathroom) and finally a weapon.

Ok it wasn't a weapon like you see soldiers carry just a regular, clean and oiled to the touch 10mm pistol… still holding it in my hands gave me a sort of feeling of strength that I had never gotten. After we had gotten our new supplies, the Overseer dismissed us to our new lounges and she told us that guard duty started the very next day as soon as breakfast was over.

I spent the rest of the day moving my things from my old compartment to the new one. After everything was moved in I was about to leave when I remembered the pistol. I took it out of my holster and gave it a look. It felt neither to heavy nor too light but just right in my hands. Again that feeling of empowerment came to me. I decided to hide the gun in a safe locked by a terminal; the passcode is 2299 in case I ever forget.