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Break Gets Drafted!
For an
unknown reason,
they had
forced me into
military service.
There was a big
drill coming up, and us poor
soldiers were being gathered into
lines to
prepare us for a long
march. I was
late for some reason, and some
surly sergeants rushed me into taking my place in the line. I grabbed a
rifle and realized I hadn't had any
weapon taining yet! I didn't even know how to
carry the
gun properly. It seemed like I had just been taken from my daily
civilian life and thrown into a
gray uniform, while the other
privates present had been there for a good while.
The whole thing seemed really
unorganized. We had to
switch places in the line many times, for example from a
random order to an
alphabetical one. Some
guys I know were there too, so at least I wasn't
among complete strangers.
The highest-ranking
military person around had a some kind of
speech for us. He seemed like a
nice and
friendly guy, but I still felt the whole
deal sucked hard. Thankfully the
dream ended before the
physically and
mentally straining drill began.
Note: In real life I wouldn't be caught dead attending the Finnish army. It's a bit too stupid institution for my taste.