I went to boot camp at 16; I was a shy kid – I was academically well performing – but I was just in camp to get to the next and necessary step; out from a shitty childhood. When I got there, I was 'invisible' for exactly one week. At that point, my Top – Hat, put me in charge of the Company. I was tagged to be the 'Master – At – Arms' for the duration of training. In addition to facing the standard yelling and shouting, physically demanding and mind numbing classes - I was now responsible for the care, order, function and condition of the company Barracks.
This meant everything from ordering toilet paper and cleaning supplies to organizing and maintaining the security / fire watch for the squad bay, to chasing unauthorized cockroaches! If it happened inside the doors – I was in charge. Preparing for inspections, maintaining schedules, and squad bay order were the priority, but the most challenging was managing the clashing personalities that happened inside the barracks, during the 'down time' hours.