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Wrapping up The First Week – CRASH!

By Friday, our group is cohesive, working as a team. We’re looking great, feeling pretty damn cocky, and helping one another.

There was one minor incident I saw, the first since we began. After a long run, with Sig Winchester leading us in cadence, then a positively outstanding set of drills running and jumping through windows.

They did some basic overview of tactics, including a lame-o-rooni explanation of cutting the pie (or, at least, rounding corners and using cover, which we’ll get to as a class in several weeks) and other, “how to walk and talk” stuff, we lined up by squads (nine each, I’m in squad one) and lay down with a two-by-ten plank on our chests. The object is, as a team, to grip the plank atop our chests and do group situps as a squad. In Squad Three, a cadet, I’ll call him Mezza, had trouble – not with the situps, just with grasping the plank properly.

DI: Mezza, grab that the other way, on top of your biceps with your forearms on top.
MEZZA: “I can’t…I’m…”
DI: “DON’T TELL ME YOU CAN’T OR YOU’RE OUTTA HERE.”

Well. Shit. Mezza got it quickly and they finished. I have to say, the pressure to work in teams, as teams, is working well – though I also credit our group as working incredibly hard on our own to get it right.

In the morning, Major Trevor said what I had been planning to say:

We’re looking good, showing teamwork and helping each other. We have a great group of people, better than I could have hoped for. We have 27 recruits and I am committed to seeing 27 of us walk that stage at graduation.

I could not agree more, nor have said it better myself.

I wonder how long I will feel like this.

NB: On the way home from the first week, it’s pissing down with rain and I’m contemplating a heaping plate of farfalle and tomato-meat sauce with the garlic I don’t eat during class to spare my classmates the stench, I was pulling up to the light about 1/4 mile from my house when I saw in the rear view mirror a dark blue SUV bearing down upon me.

SMASH!

My car leaped forward about ten feet, smashing into the rear of the car in front of me.

I’m in full cadet regalia, wearing my Terminator sunglasses, and I’ve just been rear-ended. This is a first for me: I get out of the car and witness the woman driving the car that crunched into me register the following, in order:

1. Oh shit. I just hit someone.
2. Oh shit. I hit him from behind.
3. Oh shit. Here he comes.
4. Oh shit. I hit a cop.

Now, There’s much going on. First, I am pretty sure I’m okay, and second, I am driving a leased car and I have insurance and know that she hit me from behind so it’s all gonna be fixed. So I can be nice. First, I walk back through the pouring rain. “Are you injured?”
“No! I’m so sorry! I don’t know what happened, I…I am so sorry.”
“It’s okay as long as no one is hurt – please use your cell phone and call 9-1-1, I’m going to see if the other woman is hurt.”

Now I see the dawning realization on her face that she has hit not one, but two cars.

I walk to the front of the scene and talk to the other driver who is, in fact, really shaken up. I get her back into her car and, now soaking wet, decide to at least use this as a learning exercise. I start writing down license plate numbers, car makes and models, and an accident sketch (the latter of which I promptly lose after the page becomes soaked and falls apart).

I got home an hour later. Now I am spending this weekend dealing with insurance companies and rental car companies.

What a truly awesome week.

2 comments for “Wrapping up The First Week – CRASH!

  1. July 25, 2010 at 2:12 pm

    I’m sorry to hear that you had such a bad end to what otherwise sounds like a good week. It seems that you’re enjoying/tolerating the BS better than I did going through basic training – I guess some maturity helps.

  2. th
    July 25, 2010 at 5:36 pm

    Enjoying the blog – keep it up! Sorry about the accident but think of it as training.

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