couple great stories from my Jrs time.
"in the first couple weeks of Jrs a candidate goes into laundry right after reville to grab a blouse he had put into the dryer the night before...running ragged he just reaches in and grabs a blouse throws it on and runs out the door to form up. Our guide was walking around the platoon checking things out, walks past this kid and his eyes almost pop out his head. Turns out this guy had grabbed a blouse of one of our instructors. There he is standing there in formation with a blouse with US MARINES and our SI name on it. We march all the way to chow and back. As we are getting close to the squad bay the instructor asks if anyone has a problem...a lowly voice comes up from the middle of the formation "SI, this candidate has a problem" Needless to say the SI knew what had happened (they miss nothing) and was waiting to make him pay for it. "OH NO THAT BETTER NOT BE MY BLOUSE, THATS OK I GOTTA BURN IT NOW, BUT ILL GET THE DOLLAR VALUE OUTTA YOUR BODY. That poor guy spent that weeks hump running up and down the platoon figuring out how many full, empty, half full canteens there were. "DID YOU SEE EACH CANTEEN? NO WELL GO COUNT AGAIN"
"in the first couple weeks of Jrs a candidate goes into laundry right after reville to grab a blouse he had put into the dryer the night before...running ragged he just reaches in and grabs a blouse throws it on and runs out the door to form up. Our guide was walking around the platoon checking things out, walks past this kid and his eyes almost pop out his head. Turns out this guy had grabbed a blouse of one of our instructors. There he is standing there in formation with a blouse with US MARINES and our SI name on it. We march all the way to chow and back. As we are getting close to the squad bay the instructor asks if anyone has a problem...a lowly voice comes up from the middle of the formation "SI, this candidate has a problem" Needless to say the SI knew what had happened (they miss nothing) and was waiting to make him pay for it. "OH NO THAT BETTER NOT BE MY BLOUSE, THATS OK I GOTTA BURN IT NOW, BUT ILL GET THE DOLLAR VALUE OUTTA YOUR BODY. That poor guy spent that weeks hump running up and down the platoon figuring out how many full, empty, half full canteens there were. "DID YOU SEE EACH CANTEEN? NO WELL GO COUNT AGAIN"