The Cherry On Top

Some sergeants are so fucking stupid, they cannot understand simple, courteous protocol. If someone in the unit needs training equipment that I do not have in the office, I call a warehouse and get it from them. Usually I am given ample time or at least some warning that personnel will need training aids.

Then there are those that think just because they outrank me, by ONE rank, they can walk into my office like they own the damn place. Today was the day I finally snapped and broke my sacrifice for Lent and cussed like crazy. I was respectful at first and took his shit, but he then pushed me too far and I had to let him know that he is not my boss and will walk into my office demanding shit last minute.

What does this piece of shit do?
He tattles his whole office and next thing I know, Sergeant Major passes down orders to my First Sergeant. It was pretty much this whole list:

1. As soon as Sgt P leaves and does not need me as his driver, I am to transfer to the training room to be a fucking clerk, not temporarily like originally intended, but indefinitely.

2. As long as Sergeant Major is there, I will never be granted a promotable status.

3. My Ranger packet, which apparantly my XO prepared for me, and was supposed to be a surprise for my birthday, is now shredded trash.

4. Jumpmaster School packet? I will be lucky if I even get to jump and maintain my jump status and jump pay.

5. I am not allowed to go to Special Forces Assessment and Selection or Delta Force Assessment and Selection.

6. The only military schooling I am allowed to attend are those that are on post and necessary to perform my duties in the training room.


This pretty much affects my military career and goals. And since I cannot be granted a promotable status, let alone be promoted to sergeant, I cannot put in my application to be a counterintelligence agent. Therefore, I have no reason to be in the army anymore. This also affects my personal life. I will work ridiculous hours and be constantly typing, answering phonecalls, and driving around post; I can no longer take 10 minute breaks to call or even text my friends, and since most of my friends are back home in California, by the time they get out of class or have some free time to chat, I have to be in bed because I need to be at the office by 5:30am, which means I need to be awake at 4:45. Granted I will make time to chat with people who are worth talking to, but it will be a tad more difficult.

Military and life goals crushed? Yeah, pretty much. All because I was doing my job, following standard operating procedures and standing up to a pussy with sergeant rank on his chest.

Sorry to any of my friends that had to deal with my attitude today, but I no longer have pride in serving this country, since all it wants to do is shove its fist up my ass.

As if it was not bad enough, my new soldier seems to lack discipline and humility, so he will be suffering tomorrow when I smoke his stupid ass in the sand pit in front of other soldiers.




Have an airborne day,
565 Airborne, out.