AIT Day 5
October 1st, 2002
Yesterday was a boring in-processing day. You know how that is. Filling out paperwork, getting briefed on sexual harassment. Blah.
I found out nice stuff about AIT though. Aberdeen really is heaven compared to BCT. For example, we're going to the MCI Center to see the Wizards play. Hopefully MJ will play. That's coming next month. We only have to pay $25 and that includes transportation.
The Command Sergeant Major said we might rush class to finish before the Christmas break to avoid having to come back for a week or two. That would be awesome because I'd get a break before college starts in mid-January. I'd be done around December 19th.
The education center lady said I can use my military training for college credits. I get four for BCT. I have to check with my college to see if they honor my training.
I've noticed that we, as owners of new freedom, are testing our limits to the max. We can't stay quiet, we can't march, we don't listen, etc. I may sound like a prick, but in 9 weeks I learned some damn discipline. A lot of us just threw it out the window.
Oh. Some idiot asked me where I'm from, so I told him. This is what he said: "Would Chile be considered one of the American provinces?" The worse part is that he was serious. I don't know about you, but I'd educate myself a bit about the country I'm putting my life on the line for.
One of the best parts of yesterday was getting smoked. Finally some exercise. It happened because too many of us were walking back from chow without a formation. For walking in a gaggle fuck, we had to do 25 push ups. On the grass! Man, this is heaven. Just ask the guy who fell asleep during a briefing. Ten push ups! In BCT that would be at least a 20 minute smoking.
I found out about the Jewish service here. It is a luncheon on Thursday. The chaplain said my class schedule can work around it. Maybe. I'd be having lunch at that time anyway, so it's all good. The problem is, I am not in the main APG where the chapel is. We are in an annex called APG Edgewood Area, which is 15 miles away from the main post. The chaplain said transportation can be arranged for me, since I'm the only Jewish person in my group again. It seems complicated. We'll see.
My first weekend home should be November 15th. Prepare to go clubbing, Northern Virginia. Man, I miss it. We're going to fuck up DC like I just got out of prison. The date is not secure, but I'll keep you posted.
My roommate just told me he feels like my mom. Confused, I turned my head to see him straightening up my bed. It's cool to have a little room of our own. We look out for each other.
Uncle Sam just hooked me up with $80 safety boots. They're steel toe, so if I drop a transmission on my feet, I'll be ok. That's why they're safety boots. They have canvas sides, so that's less boot for me to shine. I also got blue coveralls. I look like a mechanic now. Niiiice.
We had a briefing on our feelings. We took a quiz to see how happy we are. A fat, rosy cheeked man with grey hair, a ponytail, and a lisp administered the quiz. I think I failed it. After that happy time we had an unhappy time because that's just how life works. If you have a full glass, you're eventually going to take a drink.
We came back to our rooms to discover a disaster area. The DS tossed our bunks, emptied the trash we were supposed to take out this morning on the floor, and tossed wall lockers if they were left unsecured. We cleaned up in an hour. Supposedly the DS is inspecting us at 1900, but then again, they've said that the past three nights.
The days have been going by fast. It's almost dinner time. At this rate, I'll be in gold phase in no time.