Posted by
Frye, Bradley k. PFC, USA. on Saturday, September 06, 2008 8:00:00 AM
Hello again. I got something a little more light hearted for you this time. When most people who have a clue think about the military keeping squared away usually comes to mind eventually. This on the other hand is what happens when a soldier needs a little push to keep himself squared away, in this instance cleaning his room.
There's a lot for a young private to do in the barracks if he looks around for it however if you take to much time looking for escapist barracks thrills you can overlook some stuff, and one of the most important things to remember about your barracks room is that the barracks rooms you're in don't belong to you; they belong to your company commander. This is the story of a private first class who learned this lesson the hard way. The names in this story have been changed to protect the wise and the stupid.
PFC Johnson was having trouble diagnosed earlier in the month with severe depression he was on medication and did not have many friends save the soldier living in the room down the hall and a specialist he talked to only occasionaly. If you ask me who actually knew Johnson he was just trying to find his place in the world; probably never having much in thee way of successes in his life he joined the army to try and make a name for himself, but PFC Johnson who is doing fine now btw slipped he didn't maintain his room, he didn't heelp his roomate clean their common area all he did wwas watch movies and play video games until the day his room inspected. I got the misfourtune of seeing his room because i was walking by and our unit First Sergeant called me to look at it. I thought a bomb had exploded in there: crumb's all over the floor, dirty clothes on top of thee crumbs, clean clothes on top of the dirty clothes, drink bottles everywhere, and there was a putrid stench coming off that room I almost had to leave the room for a momment.
To make a long story short PFC Johnson's punishment was take everything out of his 2nd floor room furniture included to start that Friday the day of the labor day 4-day weekend. Ouch. To make matters worse no matter how clean his room got he had to do that for three days. Forget the 4-day soldier, you have a mission. In conclusion Johnson has some bigger muscles now and better understanding of the roles cleanliness and organization play in the Army. I come by and check his room daily my way of making sure that the poor kid never loses another 4-day. Thanks for reading more coming this weekend.