Kiri
12-16-10, 10:50 AM
Drill instructors kick ass. Potential Marine ass to be specific.
My RSS station left for Chatham Illinois near Springfield yesterday (12/15/2010) for a fun filled night of Instructing madness. A female drill instructor showed up too, so that was sweet, yet terrifying. I think she was a killhat, but I can’t be sure. Just seemed like it to me. Honestly, I’d rather have male instructors for boot, but that’s not going to happen.
It was a good time. I felt like I was in one of those YouTube vids you see of drill instructors screaming your face off. They came out of nowhere and started yelling at us, and the adrenaline rush from the shock was pretty cool. You kinda just fuzz out and become a robot doing what they tell you to. I remember doing everything they told me to, but I don’t remember what I was thinking while I was doing it. Probably because I WASN’T thinking.
There was only one other female there along with about forty male poolees, so the female drill instructor came after us hard. This other guy in my RSS got yelled at even more than me though. Apparently he had an itch on his face and couldn’t stop moving. The best part though, besides running around with a 3 second 10 count, was when he tripped when he was getting up. They had us stand up and sit down Indian style about 150 times spread out over 40 minutes. My ankles still hurt. But the female drill instructor saw this and got right in his face after he got up and started screaming really loud. The other drill instructor came up from the other side and yelled at him for about a minute. It went something like this…
Female DI: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU RECRUIT? ARE YOU DEAF? CAN YOU DO ANYTHING I TELL YOU TO? I LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING YOU IN PARRIS ISLAND IN MY SQUAD BECAUSE YOU OBVIOUSLY HAVE! NO! BALLS! Ect…
Male DI: SOUNDOFF! I CAN’T HEAR YOU! LOUDER! DON’T INTERUPT HER YOU USELESS PIECE OF SCUM! SHUT YOUR MOUTH AND YELL! YOU GOING TO TAKE THAT FROM A GIRL? YOU HAVE NO BALLS FATFACE? NO? NO WHAT?!? NO SIR! YOU HAVE NO BALLS? OH? YOU AREN’T GOING TO TAKE THAT FROM A GIRL? WHAT ARE YOUR GOING TO DO ABOUT IT? WELL IF YOU AREN’T GOING TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT YOU OBVIOUSLY DON’T HAVE ANY BALLS!
He was only saved because a guy next to him laughed and drew their attention.
Lessons I learned from it? Scream you face off. Double time it. Don’t make unnecessary movement. Don’t look around. DON’T touch your face. About twenty people got screamed at for this, myself included… twice. Don’t take it personally; they’ll attack you harder to desensitize your ass.
My RSS station left for Chatham Illinois near Springfield yesterday (12/15/2010) for a fun filled night of Instructing madness. A female drill instructor showed up too, so that was sweet, yet terrifying. I think she was a killhat, but I can’t be sure. Just seemed like it to me. Honestly, I’d rather have male instructors for boot, but that’s not going to happen.
It was a good time. I felt like I was in one of those YouTube vids you see of drill instructors screaming your face off. They came out of nowhere and started yelling at us, and the adrenaline rush from the shock was pretty cool. You kinda just fuzz out and become a robot doing what they tell you to. I remember doing everything they told me to, but I don’t remember what I was thinking while I was doing it. Probably because I WASN’T thinking.
There was only one other female there along with about forty male poolees, so the female drill instructor came after us hard. This other guy in my RSS got yelled at even more than me though. Apparently he had an itch on his face and couldn’t stop moving. The best part though, besides running around with a 3 second 10 count, was when he tripped when he was getting up. They had us stand up and sit down Indian style about 150 times spread out over 40 minutes. My ankles still hurt. But the female drill instructor saw this and got right in his face after he got up and started screaming really loud. The other drill instructor came up from the other side and yelled at him for about a minute. It went something like this…
Female DI: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU RECRUIT? ARE YOU DEAF? CAN YOU DO ANYTHING I TELL YOU TO? I LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING YOU IN PARRIS ISLAND IN MY SQUAD BECAUSE YOU OBVIOUSLY HAVE! NO! BALLS! Ect…
Male DI: SOUNDOFF! I CAN’T HEAR YOU! LOUDER! DON’T INTERUPT HER YOU USELESS PIECE OF SCUM! SHUT YOUR MOUTH AND YELL! YOU GOING TO TAKE THAT FROM A GIRL? YOU HAVE NO BALLS FATFACE? NO? NO WHAT?!? NO SIR! YOU HAVE NO BALLS? OH? YOU AREN’T GOING TO TAKE THAT FROM A GIRL? WHAT ARE YOUR GOING TO DO ABOUT IT? WELL IF YOU AREN’T GOING TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT YOU OBVIOUSLY DON’T HAVE ANY BALLS!
He was only saved because a guy next to him laughed and drew their attention.
Lessons I learned from it? Scream you face off. Double time it. Don’t make unnecessary movement. Don’t look around. DON’T touch your face. About twenty people got screamed at for this, myself included… twice. Don’t take it personally; they’ll attack you harder to desensitize your ass.