Did you get an Article 15? What was yours for?

It was 1995 and my unit was involved in a joint international training exercise outside of Ft Bragg NC. We were set up on a crappy old airfield near the NC coast and only a couple of miles from a town. One night my battle and I borrowed a hummer, drove into town(uniform/weapons and all) to a local bar for some cold beer and karaoke. Like dumbasses, we parked the hummer in the front parking lot of the bar. While we were rocking out to Bon Jovi, the front door opened and in walked our entire chain of command. No surprise to us, they escorted us out and put us on barracks restriction. We both got busted in rank, lost pay and 60 days restriction. Not a shining moment in my career but we had a blast.

7 September 1991, Desert Storm was in the books. I had just turned 20. Inebriated and acting loud and obnoxious at the barracks my buddies decide to take me out clubbing so I can act a fool on the dance floor. Drunk and fearless I actually manage to pick up a girl. Now it's time to bounce and take the party somewhere else, but I had been driven there. So her friend drives us to the barracks so I can pick up my car and take her to a hotel! Devotion making is not very clear when intoxicated. We get on my car and we start making out and groping while drunk driving. Long story short we end up going over train tracks and on the wrong side of the guard rail or the highway. My car was crashed and stuck. Still within Ft. Hood people were stopping by to see if they could help, but when the MP's show up they all scattered. Needless to say I did not get "any" that night as o ended in the stockade.
I ended up getting a field grade article 15. Demoted to E-2, I was about to get my E-4 in a week. 45 days extra duty cleaning battalion headquarters. Blessing in disguise. I dodged so many "bullets" that night. First of all the girl was 20 and had 3 kids. I was very fertile at the time, then I know I would had reenlisted. Somewhere up there an angel was watching over me.

Didn't actually get one , but threatened with Art15 for " unauthorized entry " , Being that I did a Spiderman impression off a Chain link fence and the nearby wall to reach a 2nd floor window to let 2nd Platoon LT into his office ( he'd locked himself out ) . at Ft Knox around late '89 , was told , that wasn't proper action for entering a building ( Was a fairly new Spec4 at the time )

reporting back 2 days late from leave

I came to Ft. Campbell as a Spc. having spent three years in reserves and got my first Article 15 for being involved in a bottle rocket war in the barracks. I was charged with possession of a class 3 explosive on a military installation wanton endangerment and a violation of some Campbell regulation.

Was a .50 gunner on an APC with 25th Division in Vietnam, Cambodia ... 1970. 25th got sent home, and all the gear was turned over to the ARVNs. We were tasked with taking the APCs to the Saigon motor pool. That night, we got bored .... being in the field for 3 months .... heard about a fancy whorehouse with clean sheets, pillows, and showers.

Off to the motor pool we went to retrieve the APCs .... broke through a gate, and since the ones with us had never been the drivers of these APCs .... about 5 APCs were driving through the middle of Saigon, doing brodies on the asphalt. Those things could spin on a dime !! Just tore up the streets .... and nobody around after dark !! ..... alcohol was involved ....

We found the place we were looking for, and made it halfway up the stairs before the MP's collared us .... and the BIG fight was on .... they called in reinforcements, we didn't have any ..... There were 9-10 of us spending the night in some Saigon military jail. NO Art-15, NO Nothing .... CO came and got us back to Chu Chi, and we got shipped out to different units the next day.

I got one during basic training. It was 1970 at Fort McClellan in Alabama. We had just gotten our very first pass to go to the Service Club on base. Three of my friends and I met 4 guys from the Ammunitions school and they had a case of Bali Hai wine in their jeep. We helped them drink it and made it back to the barracks slightly sloshed. Got to our bunks and the Sarge walked in and called our names. Had to go in to see the Lieutenant and explain my actions. L: What were you thinking? Don't you want to be in the WACs? This could get you discharged. Me: This place is full of queers and whores and I don't fit in. (She was a very masculine female, as was the Sarge...they were both shocked!)...
After a silent pause that seemed to last for hours, I was sent back to my bunk.
At 0400 the entire group was shouted awake and we went on a forced march. Marching songs were sung like "Oh it's wine wine wine that makes you feel so fine in the Corp"...over and over again. One of my fellow rule breakers passed out and I and another fellow rule breaker had to carry her for the rest of the march. When we arrived at the building where we had to learn to use a gas mask, we were allowed to put her down.
The Sarge called our names and told the rest of the group that they had us to thank for this lovely exercise and that we were all going to be awarded Article 15s as well as be the first to enter the gas building.
I can sometimes still hear that marching song...and feel an immediate urge to hurl!

While stationed at Tinker air force base as an SP, I was trying to break in a new troop who was a terribly cocky NERD, who we jokingly called “AirMan Air Force. “ This two stripe punk really got under my skin.
After a remarkably awful guardmount, I decided to teach this shit a lesson. AirMan Air force was on an entry control point to an AWACS alert area, priority A. I called him on a landline while I was observing him kiss ass with some pilots and asked him for a duress check on his duress button to the security tower. He was sucking too much ass to notice it wasn’t the direct line to the tower, it was the standard landline.
He just hit the button without thinking to get back to ass kissing. This told all of the security force he was under duress, possibly hostage and to lock it all down.
He was pulled out along with the pilots and put face down and cuffed with the air crew, in the rain.
After it was all sorted, he was taken off post.
We reguard mounted after shift and the Flight Seargent chewed us all, and said that it caused a base wide incident reported all the way up to Command. HE said that someone needed to come forward or the whole flight was going down.
While I wasn’t the only one responsible, I took the fall, fingered NO ONE, and the article 15.
To this day I say it was worth it.
AirMan Air Force, QUIT the military afterward because of embarrassment. Literally said, I’m done. Lock me up.

Hmm let me see; Sleeping in the parts room at the motorpool, pulling the fuel pump wire from the CO's HUMVEE during a training exercise, pulling my bogged HUMVEE with my GMC Jimmy, DUI and fighting. Still got honorable discharge as an E-5! It pays to be congenial haha.

Fraternization while deployed