Re: What was the dumbest thing you did while in the military?
So, this is kind of long, and kind of hard to believe these days, but I swear on a stack of Bibles it is true.
The Bn. I was in in Germany (317th Engineers) had their own Kaserne (Camp Eschborn), and was known far and wide for being really wild, some might even say undisciplined, place when I first got there.
We had 4-man rooms, and one of my roomates was a real asshole and a serious drunk. He used to wash down his alanon pills with a shot of whisky (seriously), and it was guarenteed that he would pick a fight with one of us and every weekend he would get his ass beat. A real dumbass whom we all hated. We spent a lot of time standing in front of the 1st shirt because of that asshat but as he always started it, and always came out on the losing end, the CoC would just give him some extra duty and call it good.
So, one day he announces it is his birthday, he's sorry for all the trouble he has caused us, and is going to take us out for drinks. Cool -- free booze. We all spend all night, drinking it up at some bar downtown. The owner even sticks around and lets us stay past closing. So about 4 am Bruce (the asshole) says something about a whorehouse, borrows some money and disappears leaving us drunk as hell and stuck miles away from the Kaserne. We realize that PT starts in about an hour so we go to leave. The owner of the bar hits us up for the bill, which we thought Bruce had paid -- at least that was the origional plan. We end up pooling our cash shelling out about 600 DM if memory serves correct. Then, we have to double-time, still drunk as hell back to the Kaserne.
At the time, the unwritten Bn. policy, to reduce the number of Article 15s being given was this: if you show up for PT, hang through it, and can make it to first call, as long as it doesn't happen too often, no formal punishment will be given. This held true even if you were still wearing a leather jacket and cowboy boots (as I was) at PT formation. Cool, we made PT just in time, but all that booze finally came bubbling out just as the 1st Sgt (nicknamed RoboTop) gave the command "Company Attention." On "Attention" I turned around and puked on the 4th squad squad leaders shoes. Then, after the daily dozen (you know the drill, push-ups, sit-ups, flutter-kicks), we went on the usual run around the Kaserne -- 3 times around = 6 miles, with me still in leather jacket and cowboy boots -- puking, dry heaving, and limping along.
I was a pretty decent private, hung through PT, and made work call, so no punishment was given. My squad leader squared it away with the 4th squad squad leader (I had to buy him a new pair of shoes and wash his PT gear), and he eventually forgave me. But I did help beat Bruces ass the next time we saw him (he had that day off), and gave up drinking for awhile (well at least 2 days).
I can't imagine what would have happened to me if that had happened anywhere else.
Light engineers must be proficient in marksmanship, demolitions, light infantry skills, and field-expedient engineering. Because of the austere conditions in which they operate, light engineers must have knowledge of all weapons in their unit, an intimate understanding of the weapons systems of the forces they support, and a working knowledge of the enemies' weapons. The close combat skills of light engineers must be unequaled. They must hold total confidence in their abilities to apply these skills and tools.
317th Eng (Combat Mech)
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