EdUSMCleg sends us a link to a Military.com advice column in which some whiny dingus had a tough time in the Army, deployed a couple of times, reenlisted, got deployed again and decided that was enough. Oh, and while he was deployed, his boinked someone else and aborted the love child. So, now he’s looking over his shoulder for the MPs and wonders what he can do about it – you know what he can do about it besides turning his chickenshit ass in to the authorities and facing the consequences. And, oh, his wife chimes in, too;
My recruiter lied to me and painted the Army as something from heaven, but it was far from that. I was miserable and my wife was miserable too. My feeling could have affected her because I was in a bad mood every day.
I was treated like crap in the Army. I was talked down to, cussed at — you name it. Maybe I could have tolerated that if I was 18. but I was 29. Not only was I taking orders from everyone who was higher rank but all of the young cats who were much younger than me.
Oh, boo-hoo, people younger than him who had more military experience than him told what to do in the military.
The Army was ruining my life. After being in garrison for a year, of course we know our unit is getting deployment orders to Afghanistan. I said, “I’m not going!” I just couldn’t do it again.
Yeah, but his wife tells the part that he kind of leaves out;
After his first four years, I said “don’t re-enlist,” but he got all googly-eyed about the re-enlistment bonus they paid him. The way I see it, he was happy until the money was gone.
Yeah, the Army was ruining his life, but he took another burst of six years. Well, Vickie tells him what you’re thinking right now;
Sheldon, you are not honorable, you are a coward. Now, I have never signed my name on the dotted line to serve my country and I have never been deployed either. However, I’ve never complained, whined, cried about mistreatment — but then accepted a bonus check before running away.
So, quit whining and man-up. Turn yourself in, dingus. Pay the price for your childish little tantrum and then get on with your life. Vickie says that he might get to finish out his term – Dear God, please don’t wish this know-it-all cry baby on some poor unsuspecting squad leader.
