

Occasionally somebody would take a pot shot at you. The majority of my job was sitting at post, waiting for something to happen. There were stores, showers, plumbing, etc. It was just like a smaller base back home.

I thought I was ready to handle death.įirst arriving at Leatherneck was a fairly big shock, but not too bad. Every four seconds the words "raghead" or "hajji" would come out of my mouth. Like you may have seen in my history, I was a cocky piece of shit. I flew out to Helmand Province, Afghanistan in 2006. I was 18, still getting hazed by my unit pretty good. They'll be sad, but they'll respect it at the very least. That really depends on how your family reacts to your desicion. Two, you could completely ignore your family and cut them off. That's fine and all, but if you get hurt and have to call home, you're going to be in DEEP shit. I knew a lot of guys who lied and said they were a POG. We all had witnessed and remembered 9/11 very clearly. Now, keep in mind, when I joined (2005), we were in the middle of two big wars. I told them that I would love their support, but if they still didn't want to me to go, too bad. I joined the military to do a job I couldn't do anywhere else. I wanted to make a difference in the battlefield, on the ground, in the boots, shooting the rifle. There's a chance I would be hurt no matter what job I did. I explained that obviously there was a chance I would be hurt, but that they shouldn't think about that. I sat everybody down and told them I was going to be infantry. I had a big ole party saying goodbye, all that stuff. So fast foward to the night before I left for MEPs (back then you would go to MEPs and then leave for Boot Camp the day after you finished). They asked what job exactly I wanted to do, and I lied and told them I was still thinking about it. I told my parents I wanted to join the Marines, and they were obviously really hesitant at first. At first it was a pilot in the AF, then Army EOD, then finally I decided on Grunt in the Corps. When I was about 13, I decided that I wanted to be in the military. I wouldn't trade my experience for anything, i'm just saying, keep an open mind. You spend very little time at the range or doing 'Infantry' type shit. You wake up at 0300, PT, stand in formation for about an hour, get your daily orders (mostly cleaning weapons at the armory, providing security to other units going to the range, or on a hike/field op), do whatever you have to, eat chow, keep doing what you have to, eat more chow, stand at attention for another hour, then you get relieved ~1030.
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I think today a lot of people want to go 03xx, so you may be stuck in the DEP for awhile, but it's worth it.Ī word of advice though, Infantry life is not all it's cracked up to be. Don't sign up for anything you don't want to do. They have quotas they need to fill (or at least they did back when I joined), so if you get a high score they're going to push for you to do a more technical job. I told him I wasn't leaving the room until I signed an Infantry contract. My recruiter really was pushing for some POG job, I can't remember exactly what it was. I took the ASVAB and got a GT score of 105, which meant I could do almost anything I wanted to. But if infantry is what you want to do, then that's what you're going to do. If you didn't really know what MOS you wanted, somebody smart would be wasted doing infantry. Is that a valid statement? Well, yes and no.
