Hey dude! Go tell Gunny we need some ID10T forms...

It was one of those days. The "FNG" (Fucking New Guy) was being a complete panty waste today. I swear. Some people just need to be punched in the mouth. Unfortunately he too wears the uniform of the United States Army and I can't do that. Oh well, today was filled with fun and excitement for all... except him...

Score 1. Me and Herb (name changed to protect the innocent) are standing in the bathroom with the FNG (we had been cleaning). I was resting on the lip of the sink facing Herb with FNG to my left facing my left side. As Herb and I were discussing EOD stuff (procedures, ordnance identification, a bunch of stuff you probably don't care about) FNG made the comment, after being asked a question about a piece of ordnance, that he didn't need to know that stuff, because that's not what being an EOD tech is about. Naturally, since it is and I value my job dearly, I immediately retaliated. Without even glancing in FNG's direction I rolled one latex glove up in my hand and slipped the other off my hand leaving just the fingertips in the glove. I pulled back on it and let it fly. Now, remember that I was not looking in FNG's direction at all. I never broke eye contact with Herb. He wasn't even in my peripheral. But, lo and behold the gloves covered the 6 or so feet between me and FNG with lightning speed and came to rest across FNG's face with a crack that resounded through the bathroom. Now that's fucking ninja skills!!!

Score 2. As FNG was moving the vehicle I put on my best poker face. He came in and I told him that Gunny was needing some ID-10-T forms. He thought I was being funny. I assured him I was not. SO he left to go find Gunny.WEll Gunny wasn't in his office to help FNG with his dilemma of finding his forms. SInce Gunny couldn't be found FNG came back to me to tell me that he couldn't find them. SO I fessed up that it was a joke. I told him that the ID-10-T form had gone out of circulation years ago. However I was pretty sure that he could find a Master Blaster that would know what they are. Sooo...

Score 3. He went and found a Master Blaster. The very one that is handling my Team Leader certs and asked him where he could find a stack of ID-10-T forms. Well, I'm sure most of you are thinking... "Okay, so he has a kid on a wild goose chase for an outdated form". WEll... not exactly. The moral of this story is. It's crazy to ask a Marine Gunny for a stack of ID-10-T forms, but to ask an Army First Sergeant takes a REAL ID10T.

Kent 3
FNG 0

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