What was the dumbest thing you did while in the military?

[Dav82nd]

I have to say that when we came back from the "Storm" we did typical stupid shit. Being that we were in a seriously dry country....Alcohol and Porn. Now that is uncalled for.
We were out about everynight getting totally blasted and then trying to sleep it off (in two hours) in time to go to PT. 1SG was so pissed off he ran us to death, and then there were so many guys puking thier guts out. And then, go back out and do it again the next night.
I have to many storys to tell about the drunk moments.....and was very stupid getting onto the road trying to get back to the barracks and hit my rack. Oh, how young and stupid I was!!!!!

[SpongeBob]

To the days when Bragg was an open post....
If you could find your car keys, you could make it to the Barracks....

[skywalker]

But they were the good old day's.....Yep been there and done that..like so many others, but damn what a good time we had!!

[Dav82nd]

To the days when Bragg was an open post....
If you could find your car keys, you could make it to the Barracks....

Amen,to the days of the open post..... And, if you can find the keys is fine....that easy....try to find your CAR!!!!

[307th_ACE]

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.

[Dav82nd]

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.

That is a long but, AWESOME, story. My hat is off to you brother.

[CAL]

I'd beat his ass proper for that shit.

[Darksaga]

I was in Okinawa at the Camp Kinser Multi-Club (Officer, SNCO, Enlisted and Common Area under one roof). I went into the common area and ended up drinking with a couple of soldiers. No problem and we are having a good time telling stories. They invite me to the SNCO Club which is a big no-go. I explain that to them and they say don't worry about it.

So we go to the SNCO Club and continue drinking and playing pool. Well, we close down the place and say good night. I am talking to a friend on the way out and notice these guys were going the wrong way. They were heading towards the gate where the MP's will screw with them or if the MP's let them pass the Okinawan police would jack them up good for being drunk in public.

I run and grab them and start walking them towards the guest barracks. After a block the MP's roll up with billy clubs pulled demanding ID's. I give them mine, I was a LCpl at the time, and explain the situation that I am walking them back to the guest barracks. They pretty much ignore me and pull the next guys ID. Turns out the guy is a SSG and the Marine MP starts reading me the riot act for fraternization and how I am fucked yadda yadda yadda. The other guy I was with gets pissed. Say's "Check out this ID Motherfucker!" Turns out he is a goddamn Army Major and guest of the base Commanding General for a conference. The SSG was his aide.

We ended up getting rides to the barracks courtesy of the MP's along with apologies.

[RedFalcon]

I was in Okinawa at the Camp Kinser Multi-Club (Officer, SNCO, Enlisted and Common Area under one roof). I went into the common area and ended up drinking with a couple of soldiers. No problem and we are having a good time telling stories. They invite me to the SNCO Club which is a big no-go. I explain that to them and they say don't worry about it.

So we go to the SNCO Club and continue drinking and playing pool. Well, we close down the place and say good night. I am talking to a friend on the way out and notice these guys were going the wrong way. They were heading towards the gate where the MP's will screw with them or if the MP's let them pass the Okinawan police would jack them up good for being drunk in public.

I run and grab them and start walking them towards the guest barracks. After a block the MP's roll up with billy clubs pulled demanding ID's. I give them mine, I was a LCpl at the time, and explain the situation that I am walking them back to the guest barracks. They pretty much ignore me and pull the next guys ID. Turns out the guy is a SSG and the Marine MP starts reading me the riot act for fraternization and how I am fucked yadda yadda yadda. The other guy I was with gets pissed. Say's "Check out this ID Motherfucker!" Turns out he is a goddamn Army Major and guest of the base Commanding General for a conference. The SSG was his aide.

We ended up getting rides to the barracks courtesy of the MP's along with apologies.

That, Sir, is a great story!

[skywalker]

Great story Dark......Thanks for sharing

[Psycho7]

Great Story DarkS when are you going to BAC or Air Assault school??

[Darksaga]

Great Story DarkS when are you going to BAC or Air Assault school??

Once it gets straightened out how long I will be mobilized I will be looking to transfer to PsyOps. From there I will be able to attend the schools. I need to pay my dues here first and that can be another 12-16 months.

[Altimeter]

YOu dont fuck with peoples heads enough? You have to go PSYOPS on us?

[Altimeter]

This is a long story, so bear with me.

I was stationed in Wuerzburg with the 103d MI BN, Bravo CO. I was 19 the first year I was there, and had never really been drunk. Our company rents a boat to cruise the Mein River for our Christmas party. It just so happens that my team leader had just been promoted to SGT. We had free beer, but liquor wasnt provided. Our platoon SGT brings a fifth of TeKILLya, and just about all of us privates maxed out our monthly rations to bring whatever liqour we could. My platoon SGT pours my team leader 5 shots of tequila, who, by the way, doesnt drink liqour. Mind you, we had been drinking all day, and this was about 9 pm. My team leader does 5 shots back to back. Im standing beside him. He drops his beer about 5 minutes after this and breaks his glass. As I am cleaning it up, I happen to look up and see his eyes roll back in his head as he fell out, creating a nice gash on his forehead from the shot glass that broke when he hit the table. We have to get the boat back to port. I ride with him to the hospital, along with the platoon SGT. He comes to on the way to the hospital. They stitch him up. Right when the doctor was about to release him, the nurse comes up and whispers something in his ear. He then says he has to keep my team leader overnight for observation, because his blood/alcohol level was .41, and very well could be suffering from alcohol poisoning. Monday morning for PT, our 1SG calls us to attention, and promptly marched us to the hospital for alcohol 'testing'. What a night.


EDIT: Before my team leader passed out, we were on the top level of the boat, throwing furniture and anything else that wasnt nailed down, into the river.

[Darksaga]

YOu dont fuck with peoples heads enough? You have to go PSYOPS on us?

It is one of the only ways for me to transfer officially out of medical and get a jump slot.

Besides, have to put that grad degree to work somehow.