What is your wildest story from basic training?

I was the RCPO (Recruit Chief Petty Officer) for my Basic Training Company in San Diego, CA.
We were marching across the road to the grinder to do formations before headed to chow. I forgot to post road guards!! My company commander was hiding in his truck behind a tree and saw this. He drove real fast towards the company slammed on brakes , got out and was yelling at me that I killed 25 of his recruits. Scared the crap outta me !! But I didn't get fired !!

I was the RCPO (Recruit Chief Petty Officer) for my Basic Training Company in San Diego, CA.
We were marching across the road to the grinder to do formations before headed to chow. I forgot to post road guards!! My company commander was hiding in his truck behind a tree and saw this. He drove real fast towards the company slammed on brakes , got out and was yelling at me that I killed 25 of his recruits. Scared the crap outta me !! But I didn't get fired !!

We had some tall skinny dude lock himself in his wall locker one day. When the Drill Sargeants finally got the locker open, he had been eating his t-shirts.

We didn't see him again after that day.

We also had a retread that thought he was going to ease his way through our class to an easy discharge. The drill Sargeant took him the bathroom and remodeled it with his face.


And the last one. We had some reserve e5 drill dargeant come to our class during the gas chamber time. The original drill Sargeant picked him up by his arms and legs and threw him into the gas chamber and held the doors closed on him. He didn't appear to enjoy his welcome to our rotation.

I was in boot over Thanksgiving and Christmas. The laundry petty officers decided to open everyone’s care packages and eat the stuff their families had sent.

Our company was known as the Crab Queens because so many of the girls ended up with crabs

Two recruits were sent back 2 weeks AFTER graduation because they were on liberty, in non-authorized civies. They would have gotten away with it if they wouldn’t have addressed a CC as “sir”.

The first morning there another girl didn’t want to wake up so the CC pulled up the corner of her mattress. She came up swinging. She was still in psych hold when our company graduated.

In basic, a couple girls and I were getting our hair done at the shoppette and we got the hair dressers to get us food from Burger King and we ate it in the back and didn’t tell a soul when we got back lol.

Supply had no Size 7 combat boots by the time my Squadron got there. I did my Survival Training 8000 feet up in the Rockies with dress shoes. I got cellulitis from the damage done to my feet with improper gear. Still a problem.

My DS was drunk almost everyday.