So my taxdollars pay for this kind of stupidity? What the hell?
sigh
Hehehehe…
Perhaps the term ‘personal use’ is a euphemism for doing nasty things to the trash can, like humping it or something?
Sorry about that, flyboy, seems we were having a massive miscommunication. Both ways at that. Peace? 
OH God, Keesler. That place was pure hell. I was there for one week exactly. The air was so thick with humidity, you felt like you had to swallow it.
I got yelled at at one of the Keesler dorms because I walked down the middle of the hall. Lemme tell you how fun it is for a slick-sleeve red-rope to scream at you for not walking on the two tiles on the right of the hallway. Apparently, the floors are easier to be kept clean when you don’t have people walking down the middle of the halls.
When I was in basic, I remember trying to fold my socks properly with my flashlight held under my chin. We had inspection in the morning and it was past lights-out. My yellow-rope was looking for dust bunnies under the beds when she found a little piece of trash. We conferred for a bit on exactly what to do with it. She looked me straight in the eyes and ate it.
Now that still blows my mind.
Ok, perhaps the bit about the credit cards was out of line, BUT…
I still sense a lack of understanding on flyboy’s part about an Enlisted person going to extremes for following a posted sign. He just doesn’t seem to get why Enlisted would be so nervous about screwing up in a case like Kyyrewyyoae described.
Here is a little story. Once apon a time I was stationed at Loring AFB in scenic Northern Maine. At the time this story begins, I was a fresh Buck Sergeant. (This rank no longer exists. It was a transitional rank from E-4 enlisted (Senior Airman) to E-4 NCO (Sergent or Buck Sergeant).) One day the base commander did an inspection of our barracks. Because I was an NCO, I got my own room. During that inspection, I got written up for a tiny scrap of paper within my waste basket. During this same inspection, it was discovered that several of the Airmen were harboring a teenage (14yrs old) runaway girl!
Believe it or not, I received the same punishment for that scrap of paper as did the Airmen for the runaway. A verbal reprimand and an unfavorible report in my file, which could have affected my promotability.
Now, tell me again how a little paper in a trash can is no big deal.
At least y’all don’t paint coal anymore I’d bet.
Wow.
So that’s what a peacetime military is like.
Seeing as the trash cans are decorative rather than functional, why not fill them with dirt and plant flowers in them?
Might improve the ambiance, particularly for the can humpers.
But, OTOH, when you’re enlisted your job is to obey commands, to the fullest extent of your capability. Especially when you’re an E-3 and below.
You will occasionally meet a superior who is willing to let things slide, but the safest thing to do in all situations is to carry out the law to the letter.
Yes, but now you would have everyone worrying if they may run afoul of the “Don’t ask, don’t tell” policy 
“Private Joker! Do you believe in the Virgin Mary?”