I hate this Navy shit. Everyone is always on my case about everything and I just do not like my job. All we do is clean and paint things around the base like slaves. I did not sign up to be a damn janitor. I hated waking up every morning and coming to this office. The First Class I worked for was always dogging and snitching on me to the Chief. I was always getting my ass chewed out and lectured by Chief for something . I was sure I was going to Captain Mast for being late so many times, it was just a matter of time before I would probably get kicked out. I was thinking about just leaving this shit hole and never coming back.
Speaking of waking up…shit! I’m late for PT! This was my fourth time being late for muster, and I’m pretty sure this was the nail in my career coffin. I got to PT about 30 minutes late. My First Class gave me a nasty look and told me to go to Chief office. She knows I am late and wants to see me right away.