One of next year's two training sergeants (two because our class is that motivated--the second is in our "partner" room...we hang out a lot) is one of my roommates, and the rest of us are commonly known throughout the company as people who are probably going to be tough on the Plebes. We...are...Joes. If you need proof, here's a short story:
Today, we had a bomb threat in T-court. They evacuated 1st through 4th wings (I'm in 3rd) and they did it very quickly. Our mate came down the hall making the announcement, with Senior right on his heels telling people to get out quick. However, I am such a Joe (though I blame it on good training), that without thinking, I managed to do a quick bravo of our room and prop the door on my way out. I grabbed my Rosary and ring and proceeded to run outside to sit for an hour and a half. I'm embarrassed for myself.
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you should be embarrassed...
i'm also embarrassed that I'm not sure if I spelled embarrassed correctly...
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