POGs, NAPs, and REMFs.

People are starting to believe that if they throw the "I'm offended" flag that it automatically means they're right and the offender has done something wrong.

Good for you, SFC (Join to see)! No need to say more!

I was tearing up over the Chewbacca reference, and then you took things "up-a-notch" and broke out the piece about the baby seals, in a word... priceless, well played LT, well played indeed! lol

Holy piss! So, this made my day. Thanks sir.

I believe the knuckle-draggers prefer the smokers jacket.. 

SFC Deason, I prefer to reference my kill/death ratio utilizing the MK14 when rehashing COD war stories. :)

Unreal Tournament is the only real game in town. and Quake. may the Dead Cats rule Boom Boom Bridge for eternity!

I was a FOBBIT for my last deployment to Afghanistan.  When the IDF started up in the spring I wanted to go out just to have the opportunity to shoot back! :)

I was a fobbit on my 2nd trip to Iraq in '05 and knowing we wouldn't be using our tanks very much, I was actually glad to ride a desk as the S2 NCOIC. I still had an important mission and wasn't worried about it, I had already been there, done that and had the t-shirt from OIF in '03. Just never appreciated being called a nasty-leg by a frickin human lawn-dart myself lol, J/K, didn't bother me at all.

What is a FOBBIT? A new acronym for REMF?

chief dont you have a hot tub that needs sitting in?

Your point that they don't know how to do anything outside of Infantry skills is moot now, The only Support MOSs that they absolutely needed with them were the Medic (Me), and even then my CLS were very competent, and the FO, the grunts did all the Commo, mechanic, and whatever job they needed to do without any help. 

I do have to comment on the "above -20 level" part. I was 11B and even did time as the Company armorer. Our commo guys and armorers were well-versed in the complete workings of our equipment and systems. Many times, though not authorized, we were able to conduct "above -20 level" maintenance and repairs on our gear, due to the fact that higher maintenance was either unavailable or too far to get to. The only limiting factor was getting the parts needed, at which point, it became; who do you know, how close are they and do they owe you a favor. No offense taken now to being called a POG, REMF or any other acronym that accurately describes the job I am currently doing. About the only thing I patrol now, is my desktop and the internet... Still an 11B, but no longer a Grunt.

if you can do 5 men's jobs then you should get at least 3 men's pay.

Just console yourself with the knowledge that, while they may get a pretty blue cord, you get actual skills and certifications that are useful on the outside world. :0). There are plenty of mall security guards and  rent a cops that used to call people POG all the time. :0)

I used to complain about POGs because the higher ranking ones would try to make spot corrections to my dirty uniforms after returning from mission. But, when I became a POG, my attitude changed. They can become a soldier's best friend if they are outside the wire and need certain items and you are the only contact they have.

Proud to be a member of the MOS known as the "Queen of Battle". In chess, the Queen is the most flexible and adaptable piece on the board. Have to say that with the way the Infantry is treated, you need to have the most adaptable, flexible and improvising of individuals to have a solid team. Infantry=jacks of all trades, masters of one. Where else could I have learned to keep a well manicured lawn, rocks placed dress-right-dress, how to stay awake during countless hours of post guard, call for fire, shoot proficiently, the "fourth general order', how to deride all other MOS's, and become proficient in the subtleties of "out of sight, out of mind".

I love that, or even better, the guys that are like, "We are the ones that keep you from getting raped" We never had artillery or scouts come to the rescue, just CAS or AWT. <br>

Well let's put it this way young SPC, a remember a WHOLE lotta Queens following my rather big-assed tank all the way from Kuwait to Baghdad and asking me to "open" doors for them with my 120mm HEAT and MPATs....We keep the king on his throne and the queen from getting raped, for we are THE Combat Arm of Decision!!    "Treat 'Em Rough!!"

just be glad when supporting the Queen of Battle your tranny doesnt break

And then after 20 years of jumping they retire with a cane and a limp because their&nbsp;feet, legs and back&nbsp;are so jacked up.

Also usually several inches shorter than when they enlisted!!

But at the end, it is far more than worth it.

That's the attitude our current CO has...and he has rapidly earned our respect and admiration because of it. He hits us with humor, and then drives the point home.