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I found the entire OP to be a bit, althought probably unintentionally, snarky. At the very least it’s a bit biased.
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A bit biased? That’s being nice. It’s completely biased. I tried to say as much by saying the military is all I’ve known. You call it snarky, I call it something I see all the time and which I’d like to test the reality of. That’s why I’m looking for other viewpoints. Sue me.
[QUOTE=Boyo Jim]
I would ask the OP how YOU do it. How do you stand the regimenting of almost every aspect of your life? They tell you where you live, what you eat, what your job is, who you live with… They may tell you one day to go out and die – not kill yourself, but do something so risky it amounts to it. You have hardly any choices to make, and you might be imprisoned if you disobey an order.
And they will keep you as long as they want to. Even the end of your term of service is out of your hands.
How can you stand it?
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I’ll take a stab at this*. Lemme pull out my soapbox.
Regimenting: that depends. Some jobs are that way, others aren’t. My current job has me working 0730-1600, weekends off, with a 10-day trip to Europe or Asia once every 1-2 months (pretty good). I have to wear a flight suit every day (excellent). If something pops up, I let my immediate boss know and take the day off/leave early/arrive late (excellent). I get 30 days of leave per year which I can take whenever I want within the parameters of our deployment schedule (excellent). I eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner wherever I want, whenever I want (excellent). Bottom line: not sure where the regiment is. Uniformity, yes, with the flight suit, but hey, lots of jobs require some sort of outfit. I get to wear a flight suit. That, to me, is pretty cool.
Where I live, what job, who I live with: I live wherever I want. I can ask for base housing, and they will give me two shots at different houses, so if I don’t like the first house, I can opt for the second. Both will be either on base or in a military housing area. If I don’t like either or don’t even want to bother with base housing at all, I can find a house anywhere out in town, with a housing allowance. My next job will be in San Diego near North Island. I seriously would love base housing there. Right across the street from the Pacific Ocean. I can live with that. And I live with my family, by my choice (granted, sometimes I wish it were otherwise
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The job thing is a bit more complicated. Do they tell me what my job is? Sort of. I applied for Naval Aviation–it’s a volunteer gig. For most of my jobs, one of the requirements is that I’m an aviator. Nothing wrong with that. Along the way, I have input as to what I want to fly and where I want to go (sometimes people don’t get what they want, but they often do). Once finished with my initial squadron, I can either wait for the detailer (the guy that assigns jobs) to shove somehting down my throat when that time rolls around, or I can find something I want to do in a location I like, and see if he can get me there. If not, I can backdoor it and sell myself to that job, so the high ranking folks there bug my detailer until he agrees to let them have me. Then I get my official orders which tell me what job I’m going to–usually what you want.
Doing dangerous things: I’d have to hazard an educated guess here and say that most folks that join the military are totally fine with some element of risk. Like I said, I’ve been shot at and done other dangerous things in my training and job. I can’t say that I live for danger and risk, but it definitely makes the job interesting and something to be proud about. You want to learn something about your character? Put yourself in a multi-crew aircraft, have a SAM guide on you, and try and keep your wits about you and lead your crew. Go through water survival or SERE school. They will teach you a bit about yourself. These are tough, but good things. I could go on, but I’m boring myself, much less anyone reading this.
And it’s rare that you have a situation where someone tells you to “go out and die.” Extremely rare. It’s usually a situation which starts fine and deteriorates for whatever reasons, and things are all the sudden a bit dicey. The days of storming the machine gun nest with no cover and no support are more or less over.
End of service: It’s very unlikely I’ll be called back when I retire, but it’s a risk I accept by taking the retirement check. The way I see it, especially after this thread, if they suck me back in during retirement, will it really be all that bad? Probably not.
*Keep in mind, I’m an O-4, which is going to be a drastically differing viewpoint than an Enlisted member.
Oy!, some of the bad apples are admin sep’d, some are dishonorably discharged if they’ve seen a courts-martial, and others are, yes, moved to a different office/unit/sqadron/whatever. Then they become someone else’s problem, but if you’re a caring person you try to squeeze them into something that suits the deficiency–e.g., if someone doesn’t play well with others, you try and find some job where he can sit in the corner and do good work and not have much interaction with others. Although that’s probably more the exception than the rule.