In the Army Now - The joy of the Armed Forces
I've never been a soldier. I was an air cadet once, but that mostly involved sitting in a mouldy hut learning about aeroplane engines with the hint that one day we might go flying.
Yet, anyone who has spent time defending their nation, or at least drinking bromide-laced-tea for their nation, must have stories to tell. Tell them now.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
I've never been a soldier. I was an air cadet once, but that mostly involved sitting in a mouldy hut learning about aeroplane engines with the hint that one day we might go flying.
Yet, anyone who has spent time defending their nation, or at least drinking bromide-laced-tea for their nation, must have stories to tell. Tell them now.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
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They tried to make me join.
Sweden is in the process of getting rid of the draft, but I was lucky enough to be called in for duty. Being a long haired hippie at the time, I was having none of it. It's two days of stupid tests and you get an assignment at the end of it.
So I systematically set about doing as badly as I possibly could. I now have a piece of paper that tells me that I; am suitable for a position with limited theoretical requirments, am unsuitable for a stress induced situations at war (Messing with the minds of a psychologist is great fun), 2/9 muscle power, 9/9 stamina and good blood pressure (It was a cycling test. I love cycling and I was damned if I was going to fail that one). Got refered to a hearing specialist because I failed the hearing test (Randomly clicked the button when I 'heard' a beep) and during the doctors interview I had many things to complain about (Bum knee, dodgy stomach...)
At the end you go to what is essentially a guidance counselor. The guy looks at my papers, says "You don't want to be here, do you?", "Nope.", "You are what we call 'a draft dodger'. Go away and don't come back."
I was placed in group D. As I understand it, once the big bad Ruskies invade Sweden and groups A, B and C are killed, I'm up.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 23:23, Reply)
Sweden is in the process of getting rid of the draft, but I was lucky enough to be called in for duty. Being a long haired hippie at the time, I was having none of it. It's two days of stupid tests and you get an assignment at the end of it.
So I systematically set about doing as badly as I possibly could. I now have a piece of paper that tells me that I; am suitable for a position with limited theoretical requirments, am unsuitable for a stress induced situations at war (Messing with the minds of a psychologist is great fun), 2/9 muscle power, 9/9 stamina and good blood pressure (It was a cycling test. I love cycling and I was damned if I was going to fail that one). Got refered to a hearing specialist because I failed the hearing test (Randomly clicked the button when I 'heard' a beep) and during the doctors interview I had many things to complain about (Bum knee, dodgy stomach...)
At the end you go to what is essentially a guidance counselor. The guy looks at my papers, says "You don't want to be here, do you?", "Nope.", "You are what we call 'a draft dodger'. Go away and don't come back."
I was placed in group D. As I understand it, once the big bad Ruskies invade Sweden and groups A, B and C are killed, I'm up.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 23:23, Reply)
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