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BigBen · 03-01-2005, 06:50 AM

4. In the classroom, we were given an overview of the training schedule. I promptly forgot everything that was being said. All I cared about was not screwing up. The things that were being said did not seem important. I did not know anyone yet, save my three roommates. We were jarred back to reality when an important person came into the room, and the Warrant called the room to attention. (This is achieved by bellowing ‘Room!’ as fast and loud as you can) There was a brief discussion with the people in charge, and then with the coldest, cruellest voice, the Warrant yelled:

“Is there a Private _______ here?” (I don’t remember the name. It was too soon to remember that. And a sense of shock, as you will soon see)
“YES WARRANT!” was the confident reply.
“YOUR FIANCE WAS KILLED IN A HEAD-ON CAR ACCIDENT THIS MORNING. DO YOU WANT TO CONTINUE THIS TRAINING?”
A weak voice replied “whaaaat?”
(Instant repeat of the previous statement, with no change in timber or tempo)
At this point, the young man started talking gibberish, and was literally pulled out of his chair and into the hall. We never saw him again. Later, someone said that he saw a girl drop him off at the Armouries. What did this do to our mindset? It scared the shit out of me, for one. Think about it. These people have no emotion. They have no regard for YOUR emotion. I have just met someone who could deliver news like that, and therefore he must be tough as nails. Who would do that to someone? There was one guarantee: They do not care about you. If you die here, there will be no tears shed. Pass, Fail, Quit, it does not matter. These guys are killers.

03-01-2005, 06:50 AM	#11 (permalink)
BigBen Comedian Location: Use the search button	4. In the classroom, we were given an overview of the training schedule. I promptly forgot everything that was being said. All I cared about was not screwing up. The things that were being said did not seem important. I did not know anyone yet, save my three roommates. We were jarred back to reality when an important person came into the room, and the Warrant called the room to attention. (This is achieved by bellowing ‘Room!’ as fast and loud as you can) There was a brief discussion with the people in charge, and then with the coldest, cruellest voice, the Warrant yelled: “Is there a Private _______ here?” (I don’t remember the name. It was too soon to remember that. And a sense of shock, as you will soon see) “YES WARRANT!” was the confident reply. “YOUR FIANCE WAS KILLED IN A HEAD-ON CAR ACCIDENT THIS MORNING. DO YOU WANT TO CONTINUE THIS TRAINING?” A weak voice replied “whaaaat?” (Instant repeat of the previous statement, with no change in timber or tempo) At this point, the young man started talking gibberish, and was literally pulled out of his chair and into the hall. We never saw him again. Later, someone said that he saw a girl drop him off at the Armouries. What did this do to our mindset? It scared the shit out of me, for one. Think about it. These people have no emotion. They have no regard for YOUR emotion. I have just met someone who could deliver news like that, and therefore he must be tough as nails. Who would do that to someone? There was one guarantee: They do not care about you. If you die here, there will be no tears shed. Pass, Fail, Quit, it does not matter. These guys are killers. __________________ 3.141592654 Hey, if you are impressed with my memorizing pi to 10 digits, you should see the size of my penis.