So. I met with a Marine recruiter on Wednesday. He said that my tattoos were fine and I'd be able to get into the Marine Corps, no problem. But. I had already made an appointment the week before to take my ASVABs on Thursday with the Army. So, the Marine guy said to just go ahead with the ASVAB plans and to talk to him after the test.
So that's what I did. And let me just say, sitting in a recruitment office all day... Fuck. You should do it sometime. Or don't. It might scare you. Some of the people that are interested in joining the military are seriously fucked up. It unnerves me to think that these people will have weapons and be defending out country...
Anyway! I left Augusta in a car full of fucktards and went to MEPS in Portland. And I went to the desk and was all ready to take my test... And they said, 'social security card?' And I went to get it out... And guess what?! My recruiter in Augusta never gave it back to me. So the other recruiter that I was with and I had to go to the social security office and get a 'numi' which is like, a note saying you are who you say you are, but you just don't have your card. So. That was lame.
So I go back to take my test. An hour and a half later than the other people in my car. And I didn't study, and all the fucktards kept talking about their awesome scores and studying and blah, blah, blah.
Anyway, I got a 68. Apparently that's pretty good. I don't know. The fuckatrds scored under 50.
So then we go back to Augusta. And I sit down with my recruiter. You know, the one that forgot my social security card? Yeah. Anyway. He's like, 'So what's your deal? You joining the Army or the Marines? Because I don't want to waste my time on you if you're just going to run off to the Marine Corps.' So I told him not to, and I went to see my Marine recruiter. And I gave my score to him. And guess what?! There were only two jobs that I wasn't qualified for based on my score. Woot! But then the Marine Corps supervisor came in and looked at my tattoos and said, 'Well. That clears up a lot.' And just like that, all of my Marine dreams were crushed.
And at this point I was hungry and irritable. So I went to get something to eat. Oh! And this was also my first day driving my mew car, which is a 4speed. And I suck at driving it. I also I tried to get something to eat earlier in the day, but I got lost...
So I texted my Army guy, and asked him to save a job for me. The one I wanted (journalism) wasn't available until 2012. So I went over the list with him, and I'm officially signed up to be an EXPLOSIVE SPECIALIST. I ship out in January.
Then I drove back to the coast and had coffee with my awesome Coastie friends. Full military experience today. I'm probably forgetting a lot, but I've been up way to long and I'm delirious... So... I'm going to bed.