Since I helped start Navy Vets, you guys should know more about me. I joined the Navy after high school... basically because I was too lazy to go to college and I wanted to escape the dumb life I was living.
Old habits are hard to get rid of, so I brought my partying lifestyle right into the Navy. In boot camp, my smart mouth got me a 'mini-motivational tour' and quite a few visits to division officers sidewalk - once for trying to beat the heck out of my RCPO. I think Walker and Millhouse, my Company Commanders, were genuinely surprised that I had the chops to make it through and come back and graduate boot camp.
I went in the Nuclear Power program in Florida and made it all the way through Power School only to get my 'graduation' sucked out from under me because I was getting into a ton of trouble drinking.
I was busted from Third Class back to Fireman and worked nights all over the base at Orlando cleaning offices and shining floors. I was also sentenced to level 3 rehab - which I attended with about 50 hard core grunts from the Marine Corps.
For the next six months or so I kept my nose clean and the C.O. of the base reinstated my rank and expunged the bust from my records. (She laughed when I asked for back-pay!)
During this time I got hitched and, when my chit went through to move off base, everyone wondered why I was still in Orlando and not off to sea. It seemed like minutes, but I was shipped off to the USS Coontz within a few days!
More to come....