The 2nd week: stupid leaders

Welcome to the second week. Before I start telling you about the week I want to tell you something about our leaders first.

These are the people who are responsible for us at our recruitment. A lot of them are doing jobs like electricians, shop assistants, baker, brick layers, hospital nurse, butcher ... et cetera, in the civil life. Usually you can recognize them by just analysing their behaviour, because they are just arrogant, unfriendly, discontent and behave like pseudo-heros. They find it cool to just walk from one side to the other once and check if lower-grade people have saluted them. If someone didnt, they point us out of this by shouting at us. Since I do not look for the grade of every single person I walk by on the army place, some of them "correct" me. Sometimes you just cannot see the grades because they are shown on one side only and I don't want to walk around a person to see if its a higher grade or not. Every normal person would understand this but our leaders do not. Such bastards decide, too, if your military time will be fun or will be the hell.

A friend of mine was once chief of our room, and every evening the chief of the room has to tell to a specific higher grade person how many members are in the room, how many are in the army hospital and how many are detached. When he has saluted this special higher grade person and informed him like "1 person at hospital, 8 people here" he has just shouted at him because the order was incorrect. Correct it would be "8 people here, 1 person at hospital". How silly is this? I'm afraid, this is military.

This week we've learnt a lot about the military weapon and we were shooting finally ;). When we were at the shooting place in the forrest we had to eat in our army mess tin (=special box for food, "Gamelle"). After eating we had the pleasure to clean the army mess tin. This process was a bit inconvience, tedious and annoying. The water was used by approx. 50 people. Now you can think of how clean it really was after 10 persons have washed their army mess tin. :D

Besides, we 've learnt the (very) fundamentals about the gas mask and the gas protective clothes (aka overall). They've made a test like, we had have to being able to dress us with a gas mask (taking it out from our bag, which was closed) within 10 seconds! It seems, they really think the next world war will be like the first/second world war.

Before ending this blog entry I want to inform you that I will be unable to write an article about my military time on the next weekend because I have to guard the army place :-(.

After having some more unnecessary stresses they 've let us entering the weekend.

See you in two weeks again. Have fun.