NAM (19)
Day one, they shave you. It's weird, you look like an alien. They do it quick. I get off the bus, sign my name, twenty minutes later I go into this room with a couple dozen other guys, all of us shaved, identical, red as babies. All of us wondering what the hell happened.
It's supposed to acclimate you. They line you all up and just fuck with you. Chew you out, make you do squats. It goes on for days. Your skin is so raw you don't want to touch anything. It hurts to move. You can't stand still. Your legs are shaking. No one's eaten in a day or two. Nothing stays down. Finally you just sleep. All around you guys start dropping. They're out cold before they hit the floor.
By the time you get out in the field, it's amazing the kind of conditions you can sleep in. You could sleep right through a fire fight, if you wanted to. That's one thing they teach you real good.
It's supposed to acclimate you. They line you all up and just fuck with you. Chew you out, make you do squats. It goes on for days. Your skin is so raw you don't want to touch anything. It hurts to move. You can't stand still. Your legs are shaking. No one's eaten in a day or two. Nothing stays down. Finally you just sleep. All around you guys start dropping. They're out cold before they hit the floor.
By the time you get out in the field, it's amazing the kind of conditions you can sleep in. You could sleep right through a fire fight, if you wanted to. That's one thing they teach you real good.
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