sdrawkcabepyt

Warning: Rant threat is eminent.

I really question my decisions I've made about my life in the last couple of years; primarily the decision to join the military. Perhaps I just had too high of expectations, but military life seems to be a huge let-down. I live in a cramped, worn-down old dorm building on a pitifully small military base, and I see proof daily that the 'military bearing' -- being respectable and holding yourself to a higher standard -- that I learned in basic training is all but nonexistent. My supervisor is only 2 ranks higher than me, and he's been in 17 years longer than I have. He makes no effort to go up in rank, get an education, pass his fitness assessments, or even do his job; he skirts by on the bare minimum, trying to cruise through his last 2 years until his retirement.

On top of the shitbags I see wearing the same uniform I am, I also notice that this life has changed me as well. I used to be a calm, friendly person who walked the straight and narrow; now I am critical of people I dislike, I drink fairly often despite being underage, and I've began to act rebelliously towards those in charge of me. I find it strange: as a kid I was quite mature and well mannered -- it took growing up to turn me into a delinquent.