Story #1980

We were a couple of weeks away from graduating AIT and had been given an afternoon Post Pass. Four of us who had done BCT on post decided to walk across to watch the fuck fuck games. We stopped by the shoppette along the way. We ran into SSG O in the shoppette. He recognized us and asked what the fuck we were doing in his AO. We told him our plan. He laughed and said he was about to go on CQ and come to the office and see him. We did. When we arrived, he invited us to have a cup of coffee and sit down since we were no longer his problem children. SSG O was cool as shit asking us about AIT and how we liked earning passes. While we were there, a BCT private arrived at the door and came to parade rest and shouted “Private whoever request permission to speak.” SSG O immediately changed demeanor and shouted “Speak”. The private shouted he needed to speak to the Drill Sergeant about a private matter. I saw the gleam appear in SSG O’s eyes. He advised the private that’s what we were doing and to come in and have a cup of coffee with us. The private dropped his guard and came into the office. SSG O told him to pour himself a cup and sit down. The private poured himself a cup of coffee and began to sit down in an empty chair. SSG O went ballistic. The private shot up straight and somehow managed to not spill a drop of coffee. SSG O screamed “Get the fuck out of my office, do you think you’re at fucking home and can just have a fucking cup of coffee?” The private shot out of the office coffee in hand. SSG O screamed, “Get your ass back here!” I was wanting to laugh so bad. SSG O dropped him as soon as he reappeared and chewed him out for stealing the coffee and being so ate up he came in and made him a cup. SSG O goes around behind the desk in a huff and drops down in the chair. Now, we think we have fucked up for showing up back at BCT. SSG O breaks into a shit eating grin and asked, “Now, where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?” We finished our conversation and left. That poor private was still in the front leaning rest when we left. I bet he still wonders how the fuck four privates were having a cup of coffee with his DS and he ended up getting smoked…, LOL! Good times! FLW ’89

Submitted September 19, 2015