Camp Atterbury Day 63.54

September 24

The past few days that we’ve been back from our leave have been boring, to say the least. The first day we were back was one big lecture. A few people had gone home on leave and really screwed up. Car accidents, injuries, and inappropriate tattoos were some of the things we heard about from our commander. Overall, nobody was seriously injured and no arrests were made, so our roster didn’t change and that’s all that really matters I guess. I still can’t believe some of the crap people pulled just because they were home for 10 freakin’ days. The tattoos bothered me the most I think, and guess who got them? Yeah, the females. Our most outspoken lesbo got one of a grenade in the shape of a peace sign, and colored in with the Rastafarian red/green/yellow colors. What the hell is that!? The other female’s was the Dodger’s “LA” behind an ear, totally violating the Army Regulation on tattoos that are in sight while wearing a formal uniform. A: tattoos aren’t allowed in sight while wearing a formal uniform after joining the Army. If you have them before you sign up, they are documented and waived. B: the “LA”, believe it or not, is gang affiliated by Army standards, and isn’t allowed after you are sworn in. Whatever the case, I’m just annoyed that these 2 are in MY unit and are a reflection upon ME when we go overseas. Every single soldier that sees either of these tattoos is going to think the same thing about the wearer: “What the hell was she thinking?”, “Who allowed her to get THAT!?” or the worst, “This unit is jacked up, look they don’t even enforce Army Regulations.” I have to stand information every day and it pisses me off that I can see these damn tattoos from where I am. Just goes to show what kind of soldiers are going and what kind of leadership we have in this unit.
I guess that’s enough ranting. For the past few days we have been on alert status, meaning our bags are packed and we’re ready to be on a bus in 3 hours or less if they call us. It really sucks living out of a duffel bag, and it sucks even more getting the call and having it cancelled…twice. Just get me the hell outta Indiana so I can do my damn time in Iraq and get on with my life already!