Video games are supposed to be fun, not frustrating. Challenging sure, but when you’re seven years old and your parents are helping you fill out your first Anger Management class application because you just pushed over your dad’s brand new Zenith television set after activating real-life beast mode, something is wrong. Blowing in the ends of NES game cartridges to make them work? That was fun! Seeing your AOL Internet connection time out just as your engineer in Command & Conquer was about to capture your opponent’s MCV because your family only had one phone line? Completely not fun – and you know what, it is still frustrating to think about today. Come to think of it – I can count five of my most frustrating video game moments from my childhood that still irritate the heck out of me, some twenty plus years later. Some may classify this as a recurring rage problem; I like to call it simply my passion for (un-interrupted, frustration free) gaming.
Oh boot camp, how I do not miss thee. While technically I went to Marine OCS (Officer Candidate School, or in simple terms: boot camp), it’s not something I would really want to do again. For those guys who tragically got hurt at OCS – fractured bones was the most common from the constant running/hikes – they got the chance to start all over again, which makes them even more impressive. Would you want to do boot camp 1.5 or 2 times? I would – but I would be one grumpy mother trucker in my second go-through. Alright enough with the nostalgia: what I have here for you in preview picture form above, and full picture form below, is arguably – no probably the funniest boot camp letter I have ever read. It is also ironically maybe the most coherent and intelligent, but then again, it’s not really that surprising because it came via the frustrated pen of a paralegal specialist! What’s a paralegal specialist in the Army, you ask? He/she is pretty much the tip of the spear on the front lines. /sarcasm. Full boot camp letter below!