It’s once upon a time, time. I’m not sure I’ve ever written about this in my years of blogging. How I ended up in the military.
I wasn’t what anyone would ever say was destined to be in the military. I like my hair long. I personally think I look better that way but that may not be true and I’m not one who thinks that shooting other people and dropping explosives on them is the best way to solve problems. It does however eliminate a lot of the people who disagree with you … well at first. It does tend to create some others who don’t like you… which involves more bombs and … well not the point. However you can see by the way that thought process goes that my mind and body in the military isn’t really what one would call a good match.
I’m doing my peace-nik things, listening to my punk rock music, and not thinking that being a solider is a really good thing. I even got a really threatening letter because I was refusing to register for the selective service. Yup yup. One kid even went to jail. I was really close too I think.
My grandfather, career navy intercepted a letter which stated that I would be prosecuted if I didn’t register. I was ready, at least in my mind to be that guy who went to jail for the cause that saying having a draft is a bad thing. Well he forced me to go to the post office and fill out the papers. He had brought them home a few times and I would throw them away. Well this time, I didn’t have that choice and I signed them as a conscientious objector figuring that at least this way I was saying you know I’m doing this against but it is against my will and my beliefs.
Well less than a year later. I’m sitting in my Fraternity’s house watching MTV and not drinking. I’m not sure why I’m not drinking but I wasn’t. I wasn’t going to class either. I hadn’t been going to a lot of classes and was failing all of them except for Art appreciation. I was doing so poorly at the mid term the school decided to put me on academic probation then rather than waiting until the end of the semester. So I’m failing out of college. There are a lot of things tied to that.
I can hear the ramble in my head beginning already, What are f’ing stupid. Worthless dumbass
Partly I was thinking of ways to avoid yet another way I’m just not good enough. Then while the echoes of worthless and stupid ringing in my ears I’m thinking what can I do for me that I want to do. I had nothing. Then the Army ad comes on the TV. So it hits me, hey why not. I need to be something why not be a soldier.
I got off the sofa in the fraternity house and walked about 3 miles to the recruiting station. I said I didn’t have anything. I had shoes not a car. I didn’t even have an apartment at that point I had a room in a house with an old lady. I walked and thought about joining up. I needed to do something but I wasn’t just going to do this and be unaware of what was going on.
Finally after getting to the recruiting station the army guy isn’t there. There is however a note on the door, be back soon. So I decide to wait.
Well like blood in the water the sharks starting getting uppity.
Navy guy comes out. Have you ever thought about the Navy.
Nope, boats sink.
Ships
Ships sink too, it’s not pretty.
Well we have really big ships, He is going to be awhile why not come on in and talk.
Ok.
Well it comes down to the Navy doesn’t really have Military Police. They have shore patrol which is a detail and then after an enlistment you can apply for Master of Arms. Hmm… No, thanks but I think I’ll wait.
I go back on the bench and wait.
The Marine guy comes out.
Couldn’t help over hear you talking with the Navy guy
Yup.
Thought about the Corps?
Decidedly not.
The few the proud, come on in and talk.
Ok
This comes down while they do have MP’s they don’t really have any open slots for that Job but if I signed today I could be put on a list.
Hmmm… nope I’m thinking that list isn’t going to work out and I would end up as an infantry ground pounder in the corps. Not for me. Thanks and all.
I go back to the bench and wait.
The Air Force guy comes out.. You know he(points to the Army guy’s door) is usually gone a long time. We have some videos you can watch.
(Fish hook) What a tricky bastard he was.
So I watch a couple of videos, basic training, security police and world wide deployment.
Then he comes out says there are spots open in security police (what the air force calls Military Police yeah they have to be different.)
So he says, have you taken the ASVAB?
Nope, didn’t take it in High School because I was, am a long hair hippy freak who listens to punk music and I have piercing when most guys don’t have them. Now they are common place. Then not so much and not just one, which was really not done then.
Hmm… well you’ll have to take that before we can do anything.
Huh a test.. Well I’m stupid and worthless I’m likely to fail that. Wonder why the other two guys never mentioned this ASVAB thingy
So Air Force recruiter guys says they have a test on Saturday can you be at such and such a place.
Where is it?
Tells me.
How far is that?
20 miles or so.
Ah that would be no, shoe leather express is my primary and secondary mode of transportation.
We can pick you up.
Huh, really
Sure, we’ll even buy lunch after.
Man he was good.
Ok where do I sign.
No where just give me your address and we’ll see you on Saturday I have a few other guys and a gal taking the test then.
Ok then see you on Saturday.
Saturday comes, I take the test. I get a message to call the devils right hand man. (recruiter)
You passed. Really well too, you sure you want to be a cop? Because your scores are excellent you can do what ever you want.
Wow I’m not worthless or stupid. Yeah I’m sure I want to be a cop...Ok, well maybe stupid.
Well come on back to the office and we’ll work on the details.
So I walk again.
Get there and we talk I still didn’t sign but he was holding a place for me and I could still back out pending my physical at the MEPS station in Pittsburg. So I do all that and then sign up finish school very badly, but I knew I wouldn’t be going back to college in the Fall. I would be going to Texas and at the time I thought this was a good thing.
Which all and all I’m glad I joined and did my enlistment. I even understand the need for a military, I think we need to be more prudent about how we utilize our military but that is a different thing. This was about how I got there in the first place.
Now if I had studied and been a good student. I wouldn’t have done that part of my life.
Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.
Ciao,
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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