Hey Junior, go to hell.

margin and Chefguy, you should both write books. (Seriously.)

Hah. The broken leg incident? I had a thigh-high cast on that leg for three months, but I started to lose my mind from boredom. So Top sent me to Ukraine in a walking cast. Then I came back to the US for an interrogator course. When I got there, I had just graduated from the walking cast, but my leg was still thin and weak.

Then I looked at the fine print for the course and saw that a PT test within three months or so was necessary to take the class.

I was just about to start panicking when I noticed a PT card in my packet.

Apparently I’d taken a PT test right smack dab in the middle of the “three month cast” thing. Somehow.

Filled out in my First Sgt.'s handwriting.

Did okay on it. Nothing spectacular. But, damn, you have to love these old school NCOs.

That’s a good story for the book! :slight_smile:

Yeah, the old NCOs were pretty cool, once they got to know you.

Filling out the card yourself?

Well it worked that time. :smiley: