|noplastictrees (jacks_sickness) wrote,|
@ 2008-09-02 19:18:00
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It s true when they say "an army of one" one big sea that tosses you back and forth wherever it wants treating you however it wants. Even more big and dangerous when you try to oppose it. "Hey just sign here all willy nilly on the dotted line and everything is gonna be okey dokey alright?" Back then it seemed like that little piece ofpaper was the ticket to solving all my problems. Now it seems like I have more than ever.
The people are either moronic and brainwashed, or loud mouthed and hateful. I can't really say that I've met an intellectually stimulating person outside the military yet since I've come to Ft. Lee.
The MOS is a joke.. I was literally given 10 answers to my last test and then my instructor changed answers to my test while he was grading it right in front of me. And the test before that I finished in 40 minutes and bullshitted half the answers and I got an 88. *I honestly couldn't tell you thing about what we're supposed to be doing. They weren't kidding when they said its impossible to fail. I don't blame them. Its not like we'll actually be doing this.. No we're "back up infantry" they said. Just like cooks and every other useless mos in the military.
Then the bullshit about being diagnosed with narcolepsy and then shuffled off to a different AIT where they doubt your diagnosis and you have to start over again. Dealing with cancelled appointments and overall bullshit... Even when they tell you, you will be chaptered out, though it takes milli seconds to get you in... To get you out could take months. Their trick is to keep in after your platoon graduates to see if you say fuck it I'm well enough to scoot on through I just wanna go back to my family. Who cares if I have a disorder that potentially could cost me my life or the lives of others if stationed in Iraq. They just need another willing body..
The medicine they give you? The side effects are worse than the problem they're meant to treat and they don't even do that. Crippling depression or you fall asleep randomly...
The rules and regulations pass my range of comprehension.. This has to be this way, tied a certain way, look a certain way. The 7 army values *rarely apply* and the battle buddy system only good when its convienent. What the sgts really want you to do is fuck your battle before they fuck you. In other words rat his ass out instead of helping him to not get caught.
Personally I'd rather go down before my battle b/c I was raised better and I'm not a snitch so fuck you drill sgt.
Fuck I'm tired of this shit. Theres more wrong with the army then any one person could really right about.