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I have given civilian life a chance.. almost 7 years worth. I thought of going back to school, which im only fooling myself. Bills don't wait, because you have hopes of making more money, in the near future. Trade work, from hanging Drywall to framing, houses, commercial, buildings. I will say that yes i have tried damn near everything... with no prevail.
I talked to the local recruiter, re-enlisting. Having to start over, no rank (at least i get my very first MOS back). Starting from the bottom of the barrel, again. CIA said that i needed more school ( "why ?" you ask. So did i... long story, not worth even mention). Anyone interested, when i finished up my contract I applied to the FBI who stated : "We would like to have you on board with us, but you need to stand by for 4 years". While waiting, trade work started, and sure as shit i end up getting in trouble. Not once but twice (it happen's) : Lord knows im not perfect. It's just who i am. I often, ask myself, can i make it thru another recruit training session? The breakdown and rebuild process.
I have lost that, being part of something that mattered to me. I know what most of you are probably thinking (another wannabee). I have played the game, hurry-up and wait. Being put on stand by, with all equipment sitting waiting for the final call. Nothing happened (more times that i would like to count). I had that "girl-friend" slut, horror, bitch. And the friends that you think about when time's get beyond your control. The emotional crape that, will just as soon break even the strongest minded people.
I did my time, got out with hopes of being the perfect little civilian. Have that Marine stamp on my dd214, hell i can work for anyone that i want to, and start to make some good money.... Let me tell you, the first couple times you wake up in the morning, with your girl in your hands (find yourself single real quick, and back to slapping the monkey). Nightmares that seem they will never end (about stupid shit).
Hell i keep thinking, ok now what? The dreams have stoped you put on some weight. You're not making hardly enough money to survive on. You will allways struggle. How are you going to handle, crawling back into it? I'm not sure.........

Seems when i actually thought about this, i got of the Marine Corps for all the reasons. That i thought kept me going.... Maybe i needed, to grow up. Mature some. Not sure about alot of things, as you can tell i have been thinking, about this for a while. I was once told, "some people are made for things, others search their whole life to no avail." I started running again (sweat brings out the best in people) maybe it will come to me. Everything is flooded so no diving.

Anyone have any input, ideas, or rude comments? Or maybe i shouldn't have posted this, at all. I respect a few people on this board : they have done something that others have only thought about. Others- Bare memories of the fallen, not forgotten.

SemperFi
 
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A bit desperate post... If you're not too old and not too out of shape, you look like the typical 'old-fashionned' Legion candidate.
Reminds me of an old Legion song :
"Quand on a bouffé son pognon
Ou gâché par un coup d'cochon, toute sa carrière
On prend ses godasses sur son dos
Et l'on file au fond d'un paquebot
Aux légionnaires".

It basically says that, when you've gone broke or screwed up your career for behaving like a lunatic, you take your shoes on your back and take the first boat to become a legionnaire.
 

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This is what was sung at the Christmas party in Mayotte when I was there in 1982 before dignitaries including...yes !...the French cops and their wives.

"Et si la vie nous dégoûte
On s'engage pour le fanion vert et rouge de la Légion
Et on taille la route quand on a les flics au cul"

Translation:
"And if life disgusts us
We enlist under the green-and-red banner of the Legion
When we have the cops chasing our ASS".... :)

These last lines are the vernacular verse added to the formal Legion song.
Needless to say the OC was not happy about the vernacular rendition...
«Garde vous, je suis dégoûté de vous !!!» :mad:
 
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Patrick Hervier said:
A bit desperate post... If you're not too old and not too out of shape, you look like the typical 'old-fashionned' Legion candidate.
Reminds me of an old Legion song :
"Quand on a bouffé son pognon
Ou gâché par un coup d'cochon, toute sa carrière
On prend ses godasses sur son dos
Et l'on file au fond d'un paquebot
Aux légionnaires".

It basically says that, when you've gone broke or screwed up your career for behaving like a lunatic, you take your shoes on your back and take the first boat to become a legionnaire.
Anyone who likes that song can get it from www.ruffieu.com or I can e mail it (I might put it on my site as well
 
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There are engineers, lawyers etc.
For the rest of us, there's the profession of killing people.

I respect your post.
I have a question though: what is your level of education?

I too am considering life as a legionnaire. For a mercenary, it provides for the best options not to mention, it's a ticket into Europe.

I always wanted to get into a career of some sort of defense. Either with intelligence agencies or military. But back in my country, I may not qualify for officer and if I persue a career as an NCO my dad will never stop bothering me. Actually I want to get away from him and start a life of my own. He's gotten in my way so many times it's murderously frustrating. As for my military service that will start next year, he doesn't wish me luck getting into a unit of my choosing, he doesn't want me to succeed much at all there. I can't have someone with that sort of attitude in my life.

I intend to join the Legion to have a bit of that military career I wanted, plus open the gate for me to go to Europe, and help with the defenses there. I have had and still do have many friends there. If I can't make it in my country, I'll go elsewhere and help them.
 
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DanMitsu said:
I have given civilian life a chance.. almost 7 years worth. I thought of going back to school, which im only fooling myself. Bills don't wait, because you have hopes of making more money, in the near future. Trade work, from hanging Drywall to framing, houses, commercial, buildings. I will say that yes i have tried damn near everything... with no prevail.
I talked to the local recruiter, re-enlisting. Having to start over, no rank (at least i get my very first MOS back). Starting from the bottom of the barrel, again. CIA said that i needed more school ( "why ?" you ask. So did i... long story, not worth even mention). Anyone interested, when i finished up my contract I applied to the FBI who stated : "We would like to have you on board with us, but you need to stand by for 4 years". While waiting, trade work started, and sure as shit i end up getting in trouble. Not once but twice (it happen's) : Lord knows im not perfect. It's just who i am. I often, ask myself, can i make it thru another recruit training session? The breakdown and rebuild process.
I have lost that, being part of something that mattered to me. I know what most of you are probably thinking (another wannabee). I have played the game, hurry-up and wait. Being put on stand by, with all equipment sitting waiting for the final call. Nothing happened (more times that i would like to count). I had that "girl-friend" slut, horror, bitch. And the friends that you think about when time's get beyond your control. The emotional crape that, will just as soon break even the strongest minded people.
I did my time, got out with hopes of being the perfect little civilian. Have that Marine stamp on my dd214, hell i can work for anyone that i want to, and start to make some good money.... Let me tell you, the first couple times you wake up in the morning, with your girl in your hands (find yourself single real quick, and back to slapping the monkey). Nightmares that seem they will never end (about stupid shit).
Hell i keep thinking, ok now what? The dreams have stoped you put on some weight. You're not making hardly enough money to survive on. You will allways struggle. How are you going to handle, crawling back into it? I'm not sure.........

Seems when i actually thought about this, i got of the Marine Corps for all the reasons. That i thought kept me going.... Maybe i needed, to grow up. Mature some. Not sure about alot of things, as you can tell i have been thinking, about this for a while. I was once told, "some people are made for things, others search their whole life to no avail." I started running again (sweat brings out the best in people) maybe it will come to me. Everything is flooded so no diving.

Anyone have any input, ideas, or rude comments? Or maybe i shouldn't have posted this, at all. I respect a few people on this board : they have done something that others have only thought about. Others- Bare memories of the fallen, not forgotten.

SemperFi
Muscle on dude! I did nothing with my life but screw up for a few years after the Legion, I met a girl and lost her, met another and lost her blah blah blah. Life hurts but anyone who has served knows... its not avoiding the punches that made us strong, take them on the nose and try to improve your recovery time...!

We are after all only rubber ducks... we can be squeezed and prodded, poked and twisted you can bend us and fold us but you will never ever crack us! Quack, head up dude and soldier on
 
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Getting my stuff situated (getting in line). I start another senseless job come this Monday. The way i see it, from ALL of the obtainable info on this site (old mainly, sorry, you have a great "new" site). I listened to that song, thanks by the way. It's not motivating from a sense, that i am used to. But today i finally got the meaning. ;)

It's been awhile, i am confident. I have already started the search for air fare, 30 day return should give them plenty of time for them to kick me or to take me in the ranks. I figured since i will be over there anyways, im going to hike accross the hills. Not sure on direction but im going. Give myself a chance to do something meaningfull again (change of surrounding would be good for me )

The way it's going, slow. It will most likely be around Christmas (laughing). I told my little brother, to use my stuff (sell it) when, if ever, he was hit by hard times (he's the smart one in the family, never took up diving though, said i would drowned him...). Told the rest of the family, i will send a post card.
It might turn out to be earlier, but i am no-where i need to be in shape. It's taken some time to gain, that fat i have. It just doesn't want to go away. If by chance, someone wants to say hi, let me know before hand. So i can get the map squared away. I know i may not need it, but what the hell. Being prepared, is in the blood.
Thanks for everything (site and people). I will still stop by to add me 2 cents (you know me).

Semper Fi
Dan
 

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