These
entries are from the letters that Brandon has mailed to me. His writing
at times can be a bit difficult to determine his words... bare with me,
I do my best, especially with army terms.
(Side note: I've since tried to go through all my entries and correct spelling errors & other terms that my wife made mistakes on...usually due to my poor handwriting)
(Side note: I've since tried to go through all my entries and correct spelling errors & other terms that my wife made mistakes on...usually due to my poor handwriting)
I
have to start with something I forgot to write about... "The Rangers". A
Ranger recruiter came and gave everyone a briefing. It started with a
short promotional video, then a PowerPoint, and finally a Q & A. The
recruiter threw out the F-bomb about 3 or 4 times a sentence and and he
never lost a chance to let us know "We Kill People". If there is a bad guy
out there, we don't mess around. We just go in and kill the "effer".
Everyone was given the requirements to apply and the MOS (jobs) that are
available to apply. And yes even if your MOS is in HR, if the team
leader likes you, he can invite you on a mission and you can kill
people! I think they are a little too gun ho for me. LOL
This
morning our bay was inspected by the DS. We won the honor of having the
dirtiest bay of everyone. After that we headed to chow and then my 2nd
haircut (which I had to pay for) in the week that I've been there. I
forgot if I mentioned the clippers here before, but they have vacuums
attached to them (I've been telling my wife forever that, that would be
the coolest invention - no hair anywhere, just nice and neat.)
Today
we also got our dog tags and our ID cards, but they didn't trust us
with the ID cards so after we verified the information we had to turn
them back in. We also checked the contents of our duffle bag and then
locked it up and left it in the classroom. I guess for transportation
down range for Basic on Thursday.
During
this time in the classroom there was a lot of shuffling around. (People
going and getting stuff they forgot etc.) The guy in the bunk next to
me bumped into the DS, but he didn't even realize it was a DS - he
didn't have his big hat on and he's a short dude. The DS turned around
and said "Oh, hell no… get down in the front leaning rest position." The
poor guy had to stay there for a few minutes in front of everyone.
I
feel a little more like a soldier now, that I have my dog tags around
my neck! We had a chance to go to the PX (the general store on base) today. The DS
& Cadre were pretty strict on us only getting essentials, they
caught one guy getting a love card of some sort "I miss you" and kicked
him out of the store and to back of the line. I got foot powder &
Band aids ( I also got some stamps too, didn't know if they are
essential, so after I got'em I stuffed 'em in my pocket in case they
check my bag on the way out). Everything takes a long time to do here.
Just going to the PX took hours because they only let about 10 in at a
time and everyone has to wait before and after standing in formation. My
feet are tired and sore and the DS and Cadre were telling us we are not
allowed to buy gel insole or any other comfort for out boots.
Since
lunch we haven't done much of anything. The bummer is that we did most
of the sitting doing nothing in the classroom, at least in our barracks
we can chill or even clean.
Random over heard quote: Pvt. Home
School "people tell me I have my mother's body" I told him he shouldn't
tell people that! LOL
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