The funniest thing I saw was when I was standing at the table holding my gouge pack up getting ready to take seats. My DI, who shall remain nameless, was standing directly in front of me next to the window between tables. Another guy in my company comes strolling down the aisle and traps my drill instructor in the aisle between tables. He then stops and freezes, thinking of what the hell to do when he sees my DI in the aisle. The next 10-15 seconds I was laughing hysterically in my mind because my DI stood there staring at him trying to make the whole situation awkward and hilarious. After what seemed like an eternity my DI starts walking slowly towards my friend and simply puts his index finger into my friends chest and pushed him backwards 15 feet. My friend was forever known as "Showdown"
Then there was the time my DI thought someone adjusted their gouge pack and called the aforementioned person out. No one responded, so he started screaming and ran at the table. In the process of accusing someone of twitching, he ran into the table and knocked everybody's Powerade and waters over. The faces of my shipmates were priceless. I believe the punishment that day was mark-timing at right shoulder for an hour. Fun times.
I was incredibly sick throughout the middle of OCS, which I was righteously taunted for, so I wasn't everybody's favorite person during chow. I felt sorry for the person who was unlucky enough to sit in front of me. There was a time where I could not stop coughing, and various bits of food ended up on the other person's face. Our DI did not allow us to turn our heads to cough. I remember one day I accidentally coughed rice onto a friend and it stuck on his cheek the entire time.
