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I always had a bunch of respect for those guys. Not only did they have to turn douchebags into soldiers they had to work long hours and they got paid squat to do it. Getting in and out of character had to be a real pain too.
My Basic Training drill sergeants were God Like and no one tried anything funny with those guys. My AIT drill sergeants were a little different. Most of mine were old Vietnam vets just waiting out their last days before they retired and most generally had a good sense of humor. I had a 8 month long AIT and my platoons drill sergeant was a little on the rummy side. He had been stationed in Germany for most of his Army career and he took us out to a German restaurant after our final exams. Every time he'd turn around I'd drop a shot of vodka in his beer. To make sure he didnt go out and drive home we helped him out by picking his car up and turning his car sideways between two other cars in the parking lot. I'll never forget when he came out of that restaurant and saw his car and yelled out "Wired, you son of a b!tch . I'll kill you !" Funniest thing Id ever seen.. Next morning we went on a 10 mile run and that hard tack old bastard puked 2 or 3 times while ruunning without skipping a beat.
My Basic Training drill sergeants were God Like and no one tried anything funny with those guys. My AIT drill sergeants were a little different. Most of mine were old Vietnam vets just waiting out their last days before they retired and most generally had a good sense of humor. I had a 8 month long AIT and my platoons drill sergeant was a little on the rummy side. He had been stationed in Germany for most of his Army career and he took us out to a German restaurant after our final exams. Every time he'd turn around I'd drop a shot of vodka in his beer. To make sure he didnt go out and drive home we helped him out by picking his car up and turning his car sideways between two other cars in the parking lot. I'll never forget when he came out of that restaurant and saw his car and yelled out "Wired, you son of a b!tch . I'll kill you !" Funniest thing Id ever seen.. Next morning we went on a 10 mile run and that hard tack old bastard puked 2 or 3 times while ruunning without skipping a beat.