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Reservist Brought Out the Worst in Me. This Article is Proof

TerrexLee

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My parade square is a Pokemon stop.


This sentence sums up everything you need to know about my half-arsed reservist in-camp training (ICT). It is also very apt because, like Pokemon Go, reservist is a meaningless waste of time that most people stopped caring about three years ago.


It is not an exaggeration or an example of my colourful humour. This is the hard truth about my most recent call back. Literally no one in my camp can summon two fucks to give about ICT.


The same applies for the commanders, the men and everybody in-between. The signals sergeant has forgotten how to turn on his radio, and my platoon commander collapsed after 17 push-ups. When you look into their eyes, you can see the distant, glassy look of men who are either somewhere far away or totally dead inside.


They are living in the separate dimension of ‘anywhere-but-here’.

More at https://shrtcô.de/kGIHAM
 
My parade square is a Pokemon stop.


This sentence sums up everything you need to know about my half-arsed reservist in-camp training (ICT). It is also very apt because, like Pokemon Go, reservist is a meaningless waste of time that most people stopped caring about three years ago.


It is not an exaggeration or an example of my colourful humour. This is the hard truth about my most recent call back. Literally no one in my camp can summon two fucks to give about ICT.


The same applies for the commanders, the men and everybody in-between. The signals sergeant has forgotten how to turn on his radio, and my platoon commander collapsed after 17 push-ups. When you look into their eyes, you can see the distant, glassy look of men who are either somewhere far away or totally dead inside.


They are living in the separate dimension of ‘anywhere-but-here’.

More at https://shrtcô.de/kGIHAM

It is good to meet up with old comrades once a year. :biggrin:
 
Our most major ops is to go for a meal after ICT. :biggrin:
Should call Grabfood during exercises and not eat after ICT la. After ICT everyone rather go home to sleep or screw their gal.
 
I will shoot the commander who forces me to fight in a war which has no consequences to me.
I'd rather be alive under any political system that dead in one which gambles your life in war.
 
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