Some days I miss the Corps.
Some days I wish I never joined.
Some days I wish I could talk like a Marine all day. It helps with the stress. They have talk like a pirate, why not like a Marine? Marines are kinda pirates.
Some days I miss the transparency. You knew where you stood with everyone all the time. It isn’t like that in the civilian world. Seem like things are hidden, veiled or full of agendas.
Some days I miss being called on the carpet right away.
Some days I miss skating. Not roller or ice, true terminal Lance skating.
Some days I miss the Lance Corporal underground. I still have an underground but it isn’t as nutty.