Mayhem911 said:
Thanks for the welcome note Brin11, your at least the 3rd person that I've heard talk about the life time friends people make during basic. It will be interesting, I'm looking forward to finding out for myself. I still a little nervous to see what I'm in for though.
It was the greatest experience of my life.
Not to sound sexist, but if you get into the mixed gender platoon, it's a much easier go of things. At least that's how it was back in 2000.
My suggestion would be to not allow yourself to pre-generate expectations. You need to take things 1 day at a time. Take pointers from the people here that have gone through it before.
A few pointers:
Polishing parade boots - Make sure to brush shine your boots at least 10 times prior to attempting an actual polish. Do it 3 times a night for about 4 days. You're not expected to have mirrors glowing at this point yet, so make sure you've got a very solid base prior to actual polishing. After this point, polish your boots as you would normally about 5-10 times. This should be completed in about 5 days. At this point there should be a decent shine to your boots. The magical secret next will blow your mind... REMEMBER!!! You must follow these steps EXACTLY prior to using this technique... By some Zippo lighter fluid from the canex on the main floor. Use this sparingly on your cloth and mix it with a bit of saliva. You will be able to count your teeth in your toes after this and receive a slight smirk from your instructors(which might as well be a winning lottery ticket considering how rare this it).
***If you do not follow these instructions with the lighter fluid, when you wear your boots the polish will flake off. If you have the displeasure of doing a few dress parades, this is not a good thing afterwards***
Ironing Shirts - STARCH! Starch is your best friend and companion. Buy 6 cans of it and use it all on your shirts. This way when your instructors decide to get creative with a morning knot lesson on your work dress, you need simply untie it and hang it up again. The only downfall of this is when it comes time to wear them in the later parade, it feels like you're taking a power sander to your nipples. Since by this point though you're actually graduating; it's really ok to cry...
Ranks - Instructors want to be called by their rank. It is a major sign of disrespect to call a Master Coporal, Master Seaman and vice versa. The tricky one is the artillery ranks. Master Bombadier... Call them Master Corporal and your triceps will be on ice for a week.
Your Weapon - It's a rifle not a gun... It's an extension of your arm. You can't remove your arm and leave it on your bunk to take a leak so treat it the same way. Always locked up or it's on your person. If you do forget, your fellow soldiers will play a nice game of hide and go seek for the 20 or so parts of your C7 as scattered throughout the barracks. When you're tired and drained, it will really.. really... piss you off. Remember it's not their fault. It's yours and they're trying to help you. A simple mistake like this can and will get you re-coursed if found by an instructor.
Sewing - Get your mother to teach you how to barrel stitch before you enter. Otherwise you'll end up with a pin cushion for an index finger after 90 or so labels have been mated to your kit.
These are a few pointers... I could probably write a book, but I don't want to take away from the experience. All I'm hoping to do is help you do it the first time. Getting recoursed sucks. It takes time out of learning your MOC and from rank progression. I nailed it the first time but know those that were there for 2 and even 3 courses.
There is a secret to Basic Training too that you will learn when it is over. It's the lesson that you wont see while you're cleaning the shaving cream from the inside of your nozzle canister... You won't see it when you're marching on blisters with a 50 pound rucksack on your back for 4 km. This is what you are there to learn. Remember, when you feel like you want to quit, you have to complete the course to know what lesson is.