Since we have been here at fort riley about eight people have locked thier lockers with the keys to the locks inside. i believe six of them have been in the same bay as me. it seemed every five minutes somebody is hauling a pair of of bolt cutters down the aisle to open a locker. One guy came back from the taking the shower only to find that one of his buddies had locked his locker for him. with the keys to his lock and his clothes inside. Meaning he had to spend the next 20 minutes running around naked while looking for the bolt cutters.
One of my soldiers lost the bolt to his rifle. Don't ask, I really don't want to get into it. The result? Not getting to bed until 3am while we dumped all of our bags, emptied our wall lockers and turned our bunks inside uot three or four times. then the M.P's and the police and tried to take him away for neglect of government property. he did not go to jail but i'm sure it will be awhile before he lilves it down.
There is this brand new fresh out of the box private in 3rd platoon that is going through a bit of depression. He broke up with his cheating girlfriend. I feel for the guy, I really do. It's bad enough to have to deal with all this bullshit to have the one person you are supposed to trust doing things behind your back. there is always one every deployment. The bad thing is he has been sleeping with his rifle lately. Probably not a good sign. Maybe I should sleep with my I.B.A on.
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