Everyone's story is a little different. I loved it when I was a private, but that's because they sent me overseas then, I got to shoot stuff and be hard as woodpecker lips. I went from pouring belts of ammunition from a 240 and generally being a gnarly [beeep] to picking up cigarette butts and helping with arms room layouts. I hated being in garrison because it always felt like my leadership was finding excuses to keep me there, normally until after the chow hall had closed, for literally no reason. Like, sitting outside waiting on formation for 4 hours every day type waiting, sweeping sidewalks over and over again to ensure they'll pass inspections that'll never happen. When I made sergeant I only got treated worse, but also had to keep privates motivated despite their higher CoC's penchant for dishing out paperwork and article 15s like candy and refusing access to the friggin chow hall you're paying for (try explaining to your soldiers they can't eat like everyone else in the battalion because your company command is doing it's THIRD LEADERS HUDDLE OF THE DAY AND IT'S 1830 HRS). Needless to say my battalion was pretty much all e7 and above ranger qualified, and would micromanage even the company FRG meetings to the point that it was mandatory that you attended and paid for the terrible lunch comprised of burnt hot dogs and assorted potato chips even if you were single. This was usually a few days after you sat through classes all day, once a month or so, to remind you not to shoot yourself in the face because you hate your life (My gosh why? I freaking love feeling like I'm 50, being treated like I'm 5, but really being 21), and not to rape people because that's bad too, m'kay? Of course this was when we were downsizing, so everyone was throwing everyone under the bus religiously just to hold on to their jobs. Get stationed in Hawai'i they said! It's mother****ing paradise they said!
As you can see, my hatred flows like the Mississippi. I had some good experiences too, don't get me wrong, but after 4 years of this, I was completely over it despite making e5 fast as [beeep]. You've got to really want it, and understand you're going to make sacrifices not just for your country but for your leaderships careers, whether you like it or not. It was worth it when I was 18, it wasn't anymore when I was 22. I wish I could paint a brighter picture, but I served while there was a Democrat in office, and I'd rather shove a wet noodle up a bobcats rear than do it again.
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Death wears bunny slippers.
OEF XI