Sunday, May 22, 2016
My Experience in Basic Training (Part 2)
Dear God, here they come. As the white buses get closer, my stomach drops to the floor. What the fuck did I get myself into? The buses stop and the doors open. Drill Sergeants come storming out, and I stand perfectly still with my ID's and dogtags out. Great, haven't attracted any attention yet. They give us a timehack to hurry and put our hat and gloves one. I had them in my bags and I couldn't find my glove fast enough, arrrrghh! Putting those fuckers on isn't so fast as I'd like. I get yelled at for not being in uniform. They have us stick our black bags in a pile so get transported to the company and we keep our green dufflebags. We go on the buses and I'm sitting in the front. "PUT YOUR HEADS IN YOUR BAGS! YOU DON'T NEED TO SEE WHAT'S OUT THERE!" I close my eyes to try to get relaxed on the way there. The ride last about five minutes. "GET THE HELL OFF MY BUS!" Yeah, how original. We run outside with our arms still wrapped around our bags. "KEEP RUNNING!" All right, I guess I'll just follow everyone else. I manage to get a lap around. "KEEP GOING!" Man, this damn bag is starting to get heavy, I eventually start walking. "HEY, WHY YOU WALKING? RUN!" Okay okay fine. After the next lap we double time it over in the PT bubble. They make us do push ups, push ups, and more push ups. "GO GET YOUR BLACK BAGS AND HURRY UP!" Awesome, they're all in a big ass pile. Each time we missed the time hack, we went inside and did more push ups. It must've been the third time before I finally found mine. I run past a Drill Sergeant and he yells at me to go behind him and don't let him see me again. I get too tired for push ups so I'm laying there flopping like a damn fish. "OH MY GOD, YOU CAN'T EVEN DO ONE SINGLE PUSH UP. YOU AIN'T GONNA MAKE IT! HOLY SHIIIT!" Wanna bet? Figures he'd end up being my Senior Drill Sergeant. He said something to me but I couldn't understand him so I said, "Yes, Drill Sergeant. IT'S SENIOR DRILL SERGEANT!" Couldn't understand him again so I repeated, "Yes Drill Sergeant. IT'S SENIOR DRILL SERGEANT!" Oops, my bad. After that ordeal. They have us take inventory which I lost half my shit, I was able to keep that secret hidden from them. We hold our bags up for a long ass time while Drill Sergeant M takes accountability. "Private, you are going to hold those bags up or I'm going to ruin your day." Ugh fuck me. I pick them up over my head for the little while she's next to me. Finally, they have us to go the company. I barely made it, having to carry two heavy bags. Thankfully, I had a buddy next to me supporting me. I go inside then I have to climb two flights of stairs. C'mon just make it stop! After we get to our bay, we meet a couple or our platoon's Drill Sergeants. First one in was Drill Sergeant B. He was just a couple inches taller than me, couldn't see his face with his hat and sunglasses on. He had us filling out paperwork and assigned us rooms. We also put our black bags up in a closet. We hurry back into formation and we miss the time again. "FRONT LEANING REST POSITION, MOVE!" Ahh man not this again. We stayed in the push up position for the longest time. I got too tired so I fell on the ground again flopping around. Then Senior Drill Sergeant C comes in. Oh no, this guy again? "Look at that, same guy as earlier. HOLD YOUR BODY UP STOP BEING WEAK, HOLY SHIIIT!" That should be his quote, he said that so often. Well, its dinner time. Being me, I fuck up again and go to the wrong platoon. For some reason, the accountability was still good, maybe I wasn't the only one to fuck up. They marched us to the DFAC which was a bit of a walk. Welcome Senior Drill Sergeant W, the laughing stock of the Drill Sergeants. Not saying he was bad, but he was so easy to imitate. "ONE SCOOP AND GO WEIRDO! HEY YOU, ONE SCOOP AND GO. C'MON PRIVATE, WE DON'T HAVE ALL DAY. WEIRDO! WEIRDO! WEIRDO!" I don't know his obsession was with that word, but it was funny. After we eat, We go back to the company and fill out more paperwork. When all of that is over, we finally get some sleep. That was only the first few hours? Oh no.... It's gonna be a long 2 months.
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