
We love FROG bottoms
Yes I know my dog tag is on the wrong boot.

Yes I know my dog tag is on the wrong boot.
Can you just keep getting paternity leave because you keep getting these women pregnant? This is an important question
so basically me and the boys were at armadillos in Annapolis celebrating passing our swim quals (barely, marine option baby OORAH) and long story short i ended up on a dock and there was this HUGE metal tube named like SSN 774 block v or whatever with a big lump in the middle called a virginia payload module i think?? anyway the door was open so i went inside to look for a head and now we are NOT AT THE DOCK ANYMORE.
i hit a giant red lever cause i thought it was the flush valve for the toilet and now the whole thing is making this WHOOSH sound and making funny beep boop noises and all the water outside the little window is getting really really dark guys. like pitch black. i tried to turn it around but there is no steering wheel just 5000 buttons and a laptop screen that says DEPTH: 800 FT and going DOWN FAST.
i found a mic and shouted OOHRAH MARINE CORPS into it but some guy over a speaker started screaming about "UNAUTHORIZED DIVE" and "CRITICAL PRESSURE LIMITS" and i panicked and spilled my natty light all over a panel with a bunch of switches labeled BALAST or something. now every light in here is flashing RED and the ship is tilted like 45 degrees down. my feet are sliding across the floor and i am currently trapped under a swivel chair in what looks like the submarine command room.
HOW DO YOU PUT THIS THING IN REVERSE???? IS THERE A HANDBRAKE??? the metal walls are literally CREAKING like an old floorboard. my phone barely has one bar of wifi left from the shore station please hurry my name is Buck Hardman MIDN 3/C if I die tell Major Miller I actually did 15 pullups not 12 on the last PFT.
EDIT: ok i pushed another button with a missile icon on it to try and anchor us to the sea floor and now a huge hatch on the payload module opened and water is sloshing everywhere downstairs. PLEASE RESPOND QUICK
Reminder… the other forces don’t have that stupid rule.
How much longer yall think I got in these bad boys before someone says something to me or they completely fall apart
Moved here almost two years ago. No friends save for my girlfriend I tried to go to a Marine Corps League meeting but nobody was there. Womp womp
I entered MCRD San Diego in January 1995. I believe during phase 1, I was instructed to go to a conference room for some test. I got there and there were already a few recruits (4-5 total) sitting in random seats. It was very surreal and these recruits were all in sister platoons I think.
I remember there being 3 different sections of the test:
The one was Morse code where you were given a set number of letters to memorize for 5 minutes, I think it was around 4 letters, but it's all fuzzy at this point. After the 5 minute timer went off, we were instructed to put headphones on and to decode the incoming Morse code message. It started so fast and I was trying not to panic because I couldn't keep up with that deluge of information.
The second test was a foreign language test where we were told a few words of the language of the dialogue that we were about to listen to. Memorize for 5 minutes and then listen to a very lengthy phone call where a woman was reading a man the riot act in what sounded like a cranky Russian woman. Didn't have a clue what she said, but I believe the male on the other side of that call was absolutely thankful it was by phone. She sounded not nice at all.
I'm trying to remember test 3. I remember doing three parts, but what it was is lost to my ADHD terrible memory.
Don't know why I'm reminiscing about something trivial, but I recently asked another Marine vet and he had absolutely no idea what TF I was referring to.
Also, 15 years later when I was applying for a job at dod, I was denied a security clearance for failure to disclose a prior failure. I never had a security clearance before so I was floored when he asked me about it. Apparently I failed a security clearance screening in April 1995. 1 month after boot camp. I certainly didn't apply for that on my own accord. Right?
Does anyone else have this experience? If so, can you let me know what the hell it was for.
Nothing about it looked fun.
My Korean mom (furthest right) worked at Quantico Marine Corp base in the 90’s and early 2000’s. She left home at 2am to make sure breakfast was ready for the Marines and left notes on the table at home for us to study hard.
I remember when I went to college, she got me a job as a cashier at both TBS and OCS during the summers. Once this candidate at OCS laughed and said, “look at her pretending like she knows how to read” while laughing and eating and I was reading a thick book. I felt so embarrassed and small. My dad was a Chief Petty Officer and a cryptologist in the Navy for 20 years including serving during the last 6 months of Rolling Thunder in North Vietnam. He died when I was 4. And at that moment, I wished he was alive to say something. I said nothing.
On the last day I asked my boss if I could go on the serving line and do the mashed potatoes. It was the most popular. As that candidate approached me and said, “mashed potatoes ma’am” I just stared at him. Three drill sergeants screamed at him so hard to keep moving.
I found this old photo of when President Bush visited OCS. My mom got to serve him on the line. He walked up to the crew and thanked them and said he had a delicious lunch.
"No one warned me how much weight I would need to learn how to carry" ...bro...
But to avoid the whole, "only boys allowed" circlejerk, I do think there is room to discuss marines pushing themselves past the point of don't be a bitch and permanently fucking up their bodies. The female marine in question is now a fitness influencer and says she is stronger now than she was back then. Does she make a good point on train smarter not harder? And what are your thoughts on pain is weakness leaving the body?
*Disclaimer, I was a filthy pog who worked on a flightline. We didn't go to the field but our job was incredibly taxing, both physically and mentally. 12 on 12 off, switching to nights on a whim, missing/short chow breaks, etc. Meanwhile we still had to meet the same fitness standards as the S-shop marines upstairs who worked a 9-5 schedule with 2 hour chow breaks. (Still love them though)
Every guide in my company essentially peaked at bootcamp. I remember we got to MCT, and all the guides looked miserable as they stood in the same line as everyone else. No one gave a fuck. None of these guys became motivating hard chargers in the fleet. They essentially peaked at bootcamp.
Meanwhile dudes getting promoted quickly and winning boards were just the average recruit in bootcamp.
For fun, anyone wanna guess the When, What and the Where?
Obviously the who is me.