Xpression.v2

Easy there you crazy red staters. Let me explain.

I have no issue with supporting our troops. It’s the right thing to do, whether you agree with the war or not. What I don’t agree with is these bastards constantly bugging people my age about joining the damn service. They always ask the same questions to initiate the conversation. First, they ask how’s work going. Then, they proceed to inquire about your current education status. I guess they want to know if you have a future or are hopeless enough to go to the mid east.

I’ve been approached quite a few times and, once, I made the mistake of giving the guy my information. I was hounded by phone calls for the next two months. Apparently “No” only means no in the civilian world. Yesterday, however, was the worst. I had just punched out after JUST finding out the crap about me not getting the full time spot. I was outside the store, sitting on a little “curb” at the bottom of the store’s walls as I waited for my buddy to punch out so he could drive me home. A marine walks out of the store with his newly purchased CD and looks at me. I saw it out of the corner of my eye and I knew I was dead. Apparently, the look of a man ready to snap and kill is something that they want in a soldier. He gave me the usual “What are your hours like?” followed by the mandatory “So, are you in school?”. I gave brief answers. He was just getting into his speech when my buddy came out and I just got up and walked away.

Why did he feel the need to bother me? Did I look THAT hopeless? Did I look like a man who was so out of luck that he could be convinced to go to boot camp, have some jerkoff drill sergeant yell at me to do more push ups, then get shipped over seas where some really pissed off Iraqi wants to blow my fucking head off? I guess so. Here’s an idea on how to get more recruits: Don’t be in a damn war when you’re recruiting them.

I think that ends my random rant.

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