Drill Sergants

[mr.goodwrench83]

Is it true that your drill sergant isn't allowed to touch you? I mean slap you around and stuff. Or at least as long as it doesnt leave a mark? Thanks.

[Disinfertention]

It's true, but it still has to be reported first. So it's up to whoever sees it or gets hit by one of them to tell someone about it. I think verbal abuse is more than enough without them hitting you. I guess at times it is needed... you'll know what I'm talking about if you get to RIP or any kind of selection process... even in Airborne school. Some dumbasses just need to be hit in the face before they will learn. Usually they just get dropped on their ass a few times in jump school, and they figure it out.

Answer is no, however.

[Saltbitch]

They save all of the 'wall-to-wall' counselling for when you get to BN.

[Looon]

They save all of the 'wall-to-wall' counselling for when you get to BN.

It's been a long time since I heard that expression.

[Spartan]

Is it true that your drill sergant isn't allowed to touch you? I mean slap you around and stuff. Or at least as long as he doesnt leave a Mark? Thanks.

Is that upsetting to you? You were looking forward to getting 'touched'?

No, but if you want, he can leave a Jim, a Bob and a Ted.

[Looon]

The way I look at it is this: If your afraid of "getting touched", how are you going to feel about getting shot at. Rangers are like animals, they can smell your fear. No one wants to get shot at, but it is how you handle your fear. If you are worried about getting smacked, you need to think about being a secratary or something. If you can't control your fear you can get someone killed.

[Spartan]

Is it true that your drill sergant isn't allowed to touch you? I mean slap you around and stuff. Or at least as long as it doesnt leave a mark? Thanks.

Seriously - if you want to be a soldier, you have to go into it with your eyes open. The men who will train you to be a soldier are professionals - not only have they soldiered in various units throughout the Army, they've spent time being trained in what methods are the best to train you. Slapping you or assaulting you in anyway is not included in the curriculum. It's bad enough that most of you are away from mama for the first time in your lives.

But, there will be opportunities for your fellow soldiers to 'touch' you, like when you are sleeping quite possibly, with a blanket and their fists if you are a screw up. It's called a blanket party and almost everyone in basic training had a screw up in their platoon. As is the case, he couldn't fit in and brought group punishment on everyone because he was not ready to be professional through the learning process of becoming a soldier. DONT be that person! Keep your mouth shut, your ears and eyes open, follow the instructions that the professional soldiers who are training you are providing and you'll do fine.

[Looon]

Could'nt have put it better myself, Rgr Spartan.

[mr.goodwrench83]

Well, it's not that I'm afraid of being hit or anything, I was just wondering. I don't like surprises. Thanks for the information.

[Leatherneck]

Is it true that your drill sergant isn't allowed to touch you? I mean slap you around and stuff. Or at least as long as it doesnt leave a mark? Thanks.

You could always ask them. "Sergeant, can you touch me?" "Sergeant, can you slap me around?" I'm sure he'll answer you.

Just make sure you're giving him the same look in your avatar.

Then again, with this new Don't Ask, Don't Tell policy.....

[Oz]

I don't care who you are. If a guy puts his hands on me, he better be prepared to get "touched" back.

[EggMcMuffin]

I don't care who you are. If a guy puts his hands on me, he better be prepared to get "rubbed" back.

And I thought I was the only one like that. Can I have your number?


Oh, wait, don't ask don't tell. Crap, disregard the previous.

[Weidert]

I don't care who you are. If a guy puts his hands on me, he better be prepared to get "touched" back.

uh oh watch out for this guy...

[Bell]

I don't care who you are. If a guy puts his hands on me, he better be prepared to get "touched" back.

Oz, Prime Target is a good tag for ya. You don't get it son. Rangers love that kind of shit. If a Ranger puts his hands on ya, ya usually don't get the chance to touch back. Once that Ranger is in the "go" mode, it's smoke.

Stop being the tough guy you aren't. You've got a long way to go.

RLTW
Bell

[Leatherneck]

Hey Oz, you tough motherfucker, I've got a little story for you:

When I was in boot camp we were a platoon of about 80 miserable, wannabe, tough guys like yourself. But there was one dude in our platoon who was fucking tough. He was some scarred up, tattooed, rehab'ing LA gang banger. He was about 25, hard as nails, mean as shit, and about two weeks into boot camp he decided that he had all he could take out of our Drill Instructors. One evening, he announces to all of us that the next time the DI's yell at him he's gonna tell 'em where to stick it.

Well, we were all pretty shocked. Our DI's looked pretty tough too, but none of them were as big as this dude. And this guy just looked like he was some kind of heavyweight boxer (turned out he had been an amatuer for a while). So the whole platoon was completely nervous, wondering if this guy got into it with the DI's, if he might not just kick one of their asses.

The next morning rolled around and we had our formation and were marching to the chow hall, and sure enough this turd is loping along like a bag of shit and one of the DI's lights him up.

"Fuck you!" the guy says to the DI.

We were completely stunned. It seemed like an eternity passed before he said anything.

"Am I bothering you, Ramirez?" the DI asked.

"Fuck yeah you are," Ramirez replied caustically.

"Well, why didn't you say so Ramirez?" the DI cooed. He then spoke softly to Ramirez as he led him out of formation and told him to relax and have a seat on a planter in front of the barracks. Ramirez smelled a trap, you could see it in his face, but he didn't know what to do so he just sat down there.

The DI snapped back to life and immediately turned on us.

"2010, GET IN THE MOTHERFUCKING DIRT. YOU ARE GOING TO BEND LIKE MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!!" he yelled, and the other 79 of us were rushed down into a dusty pit to do bend and thrusts, mountain climbers, push-ups, sit-ups, monkey fuckers, etc. The DI had us down there for what seemed like an eternity without saying anything. Then, once we were drenched in sweat which had congealed into mud on our skin from the clouds of dust, and sucking eggs like it was nobody's business, he spoke up again.

"I cannot control Recruit Ramirez any longer," he addressed us. "But tonight, while I am asleep in my duty hut with the door closed, perhaps all you recruits could get together and talk it over with Ramirez.... Perhaps you all could convince him of the virtue of obeying orders."

We were desperate to get out of that dust pit, and our "YES SIR!" could've been heard for miles. It certainly made it to Ramirez's ears, because he suddenly looked very pale and weak.

He shot up off that planter like a rocket and assumed the position of attention. "REQUEST TO REJOIN THE PLATOON, SIR!!?!?!" Ramirez cried out desperately. Now he had him.

Ramirez had to march behind the platoon for the rest of the day with his headgear on backwards, or some shit. That night, when we had our little 30 minutes of down time, he came around and personally apologized to all of us and promised to become the best recruit he could be. Nothing ever happened to Ramirez physically, but all of us learned an important lesson that day:

You cannot beat these guys. That evening I said to myself, "Scott, you've got four years of this and you better stick to the rules, because if you don't they're gonna own you." Every year I was in I only became more convinced.

If you want to keep that attitude, Oz, then you better go join a street gang. If you try to take that into the military, they are going to fuck your life up real good for you. I suggest you think real hard before you go in about whether or not you're mentally prepared for it.