DI at Boot camp?

Question

My dad did his boot camp in San Diego. This was in the late 60's. so anywhoo he was showing me his yearbook or whatever you call it from boot camp and i saw one pic with him in it and asked why he has such a face. he laughed and told me that he had his glasses on and when they where about to take his pic the DI slapped him on the back of the head and said " take your glasses off Mother F@cker" Do you have stories about your DI that you will not ever forget? thanks!

Answer 1

when I arrived at Marine boot camp in San diego you are hustled off a bus to yellow footprints that are painted on the deck.
As I was heading for them I caught a glimse of my brother's best friend growing up (brother is 4 years older) anyway he was in the marines and a Drill Instructor. He saw me and as it turnes out he shared a room on base with one of my junior drill instructors. Well he spent all his time while we were growing up picking on me with my brother.

Well they decided they would have fun with me all during boot camp. The 1st day they found a flat rock about the size of silver dollar. They painted an eye on it and gave it to me They told me I had to have it on me at all times and that it was my lucky rock. I had to present it at any time they asked and if I didnt have it on me they would Thrash me (PT me) I had to refer to it as "this privates little buddy" It had to be with me in the shower and everywhere. At night when they did the health and hygine inspection I had to report my Medical and personal problems then "MY little buddies" medical and personel problems.

When we went up mount Mother F@cker (a big mountain) during field trainning everyone else got a break half way up. For me they found a big boulder that they said was my little buddies date. They informed me he liked fat chicks. Anyway I had to take the two around and show them stuff like they were on a date.

I still ahve that rock in my saftey deposit box at the bank

Answer 2

We had a rotating door of DI's. One guy was out so far he put us in the thinking position (Front Leaning Rest w/ hands cupped under chin and your weight on your elbows) on a Sat. morning while the unit next to us was getting ready for graduation. There are Mom's, Dad's and GF's and one Dad is a Army NG Col. This guy is swearing at us, screaming loud enough to catch the attention of the CO of the graduating unit. he comes over and gets stopped by the Col. Then he has a chat with our DI. We are dismissed and that was the last anybody saw of the guy. Every day was an adventure with some stupid thing happening.

Am I the only guy that has never heard an AF or Navy story. Seems the Marines and Army get all the good stories.

SSG US Army 73-82
Ft. Ord CA H/4/3 7/73-9/73

Answer 3

I have so many!

The night before christmas our Third Hat DI, Sgt. Andrews, told us "You lucky mother fu@#ers, tomorrow, for christmas, you get to watch the titanic" Taps sounded and we hit the rack. The next moring we awoke to way more ruckus than normal, racks were getting knocked over, our 'scribe' was stuck in the sh1t can, and sgt. Andrews was standing down at the quarter deck with a hose spraying water down the middle of the squad bay laughing his *** off. "I said you get to 'wash' the titanic, not 'watch' the titanic." The squad bay was flooded, the scribe was now being wrapped up like a mummy in toilet paper and singing the theme from the smurfs and we had to run the length of the squad bay on all fours squeegy-ing the water out while sgt Andrews continued with his rampage... it lasted about an hour. It sucked but we found it hilarious a few hours later.
Another one was when our senior DI told us that if we win Final Drill we would get a whopper with cheese. We Won so the senior got us on line and told us to close our eyes and hold out both of our hands . he then went down the line putting a candy whopper in one hand and filling the other hand with cheese whiz..........disappointing but no one could hold back from laughing. This was near the end so he let us laugh for about 10 seconds.
Or there was the time when who ever scored perfect on the field medical exam would get a phone call home. there was 5 of us. We steped it out to behind the the chow hall where the "phone" was supposed to be. when we got to the location there was a sign "There is no phone here" We then got smoked for 30 minutes in the pit
And there is about 13 more weeks of stories! ahhhh Parris Island, I miss it!