SSgt Private RallyPoint Member 527171 <div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>Just for kicks. Blue falcon stories.<br /><br />I was a pretty new private, and my NG company sent a platoon to Germany as part of an ODT rotation at Hohenfels. The first night we were there, our platoon SGT told my team leader to provide a guy for latrine watch, to prevent nationals from a particular mid eastern country from crapping in the sinks and showers, like they had the last time our guys were there. Being the new guy, I was picked for the job. However, there was no roster, they were going to come up with one, but somebody had to get on the job right now. After a few hours on the job, I began to wonder if I was getting a replacement. So I see a guy from my platoon (one of the permanent private types) and ask him if he&#39;ll remind my team leader that I&#39;m out there. He tells me, &quot;Hell no, if I do, he&#39;ll send me out here,&quot; and walks off. A couple hours later, a more dependable soldier came by and he got me relieved. 2015-03-12T16:47:25-04:00 SSgt Private RallyPoint Member 527171

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>Just for kicks. Blue falcon stories.<br /><br />I was a pretty new private, and my NG company sent a platoon to Germany as part of an ODT rotation at Hohenfels. The first night we were there, our platoon SGT told my team leader to provide a guy for latrine watch, to prevent nationals from a particular mid eastern country from crapping in the sinks and showers, like they had the last time our guys were there. Being the new guy, I was picked for the job. However, there was no roster, they were going to come up with one, but somebody had to get on the job right now. After a few hours on the job, I began to wonder if I was getting a replacement. So I see a guy from my platoon (one of the permanent private types) and ask him if he&#39;ll remind my team leader that I&#39;m out there. He tells me, &quot;Hell no, if I do, he&#39;ll send me out here,&quot; and walks off. A couple hours later, a more dependable soldier came by and he got me relieved.

2015-03-12T16:47:25-04:00 2015-03-12T16:47:25-04:00 PFC Private RallyPoint Member 530289

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>Just the other week I noticed one of our new guys struggling to attach a clu to a javelin (not a real javelin, a miles gear javelin). I went over to help and he told me a little piece was broken. While we&#39;re both trying to fix it, an nco comes over to see what&#39;s going on and the new guy I&#39;m trying to help tells him I broke it.

2015-03-14T11:31:20-04:00 2015-03-14T11:31:20-04:00 SPC Private RallyPoint Member 532400

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>One day my friend was driving and I did not think the gate guard would know what I was doing. Well he did and it was funny..So we pull up the the main gate and I hand over my cac. Then I blinked SOS to the guard. Guard pauses very briefly: Sir how are you doing today. Me: I`m doing good -hand pats on my knees signaling SOS again- Gaurd: Mam please put your car in park open the glove box,center console and trunk. She does everything is fine. Close everything up. I queued one last signal and she got a good pat down. I`m really shocked the guard knew what I was signaling but the whole time she had no clue that it was me that caused her to get a &quot;random inspection&quot;

2015-03-15T22:10:08-04:00 2015-03-15T22:10:08-04:00 MSG Private RallyPoint Member 755656

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>Dude that left you stranded, I hope you got some payback to that guy

2015-06-18T12:29:00-04:00 2015-06-18T12:29:00-04:00 SPC Bryan Guzman-Piedra 1333777

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>Every chance I got to throw my buddy under the bus I took.<br /><br />He made great impressions of our PSGs, got kicked out of strip clubs(presumably for using a credit card where cash goes traditionally), and a whole host of other things. <br /><br />If it was going to be funny I would throw on my Blue Falcon super hero costume and stir shit up.

2016-02-26T11:28:39-05:00 2016-02-26T11:28:39-05:00 SGT Ronald Sinclair 1333871

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>I had a really bad falling out with a close friend in BNCOC. Once we graduated, I had my car packed and ready to leave, but he had an issue and couldn&#39;t clear...he was going to miss his flight, so I let him use my car to get cleared so he could leave in time. I&#39;d had to buy a new set of Class As during the course. I got back to Fort Bragg and didn&#39;t even check until I needed them for a Class A inspection, but I found he&#39;d taken my Class As, with ribbons, rank, emblems...the whole works. I had to buy a new set of As, ribbons, emblems, rank, cover...the whole works, and pay for fitting...again.

2016-02-26T11:50:13-05:00 2016-02-26T11:50:13-05:00 SSG Private RallyPoint Member 4343825

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>In 2000, while attending a BN ran Dragon Gunners Course (predecessor to the Javelin) there was a mix-up to where we were linking up 1 morning. Myself and half of us showed up at the right place, the other half at the wrong place. When asked by a SGT Marrott (real last name like the bird) asks me where everyone else is, my response was: I have no idea SGT. Unfortunately that day I learned that NCO liked stirring sh*t up, because when that group was found, that NCO told them I said they were off &quot;f*cking around&quot;. So the Blue Falcon overall makes me out to be the Blue Falcon.

2019-02-05T16:31:24-05:00 2019-02-05T16:31:24-05:00 PFC Private RallyPoint Member 4349619

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>When I was in basic, we only had one guy that was a compelled shitbag. So when we went for our weapons qual, I was in the first iteration and the night before this guy was on firewatch and screwed so we all got a 2 am smoke session. <br /><br />This guy did it to himself for the most. After the ammo was passed out this guy just started walking to his spot without getting “rodded on.” Our DS weren’t watching and their weren’t in earshot either so I waited until a DS came closer to shout out to him to get here. Longer story short the range was temporarily shut down and he some personal time with the SDS. <br /><br />I don’t feel bad because he was chartered out before we graduated anyway

2019-02-07T17:56:49-05:00 2019-02-07T17:56:49-05:00 SFC William Huse 4349675

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>When you make rank faster than he does, don&#39;t forget.

2019-02-07T18:13:32-05:00 2019-02-07T18:13:32-05:00 TSgt Private RallyPoint Member 4350352

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>You&#39;ll have to bear with me here, I&#39;m intel, so I gotta water it down a bit.<br /><br />At my first duty station in Japan, we had a system that was very very fidgety; if you didn&#39;t plug in certain target values 100% correctly, it dropped collection of those targets completely, but didn&#39;t warn you. So you just sort of had to assume the values you were given were correct. The worst part is that it would cascade; if you entered the first target wrong, it wouldn&#39;t collect any of the ones after it.<br /><br />Well, one night, I got handed at least 50 new targets for collection. On an average shift I would get maybe one or two. Fifty was unheard of, and it was obvious they were after some really big fish or at least a school of smaller ones. I get on it, and my section supervisor tosses me another target for tasking. Being an E-3 at the time and him an E-5, I didn&#39;t question it, I just took it.<br />Roughly twelve hours later, I&#39;m woken up by a phone call and being told to report to work, in uniform, ASAP. I throw my stuff on and get up there as fast as I can.<br />When I get there, my section supervisor, my supervisor, the training manager, and the watch officer are all around the conference table and they told me to take a seat. It was like To Catch a Predator, joint service style.In front of me they place the target listing, following by a metrics sheet from Hell: all zeroes, across the board. Even no activity on an active signal would pop a 1 to show it was properly tasked. Zero meant it wasn&#39;t not entered properly. FYI, we have no way of checking these numbers until our customers provide feedback from across the ocean.<br />I&#39;m sweating bullets. I&#39;m an E-3 surrounded by NCOs and officers who are staring daggers at me. I tell them I entered everything. I tell them I still have all the tasking sheets in the safe, I can show them.<br />That was my first whiff of sabotage; my section supe all of a sudden gets fidgety when I told him that. The watch officer told me to get the sheets, so I did and I gave it to him. Section supe excuses himself.<br />The watch officer looks at the sheet, gives it to my supervisor, who just whispers, &quot;God dammit,&quot; and gives it over to the training manager, who flips the thing out of his hand like it was a fresh dog turd. The watch supe immediately orders the section supe back to the table.<br />The watch officer looks me dead in the eye, and says this sentence, which I will never forget:<br />&quot;Airman Mohr, do you know Jenny&#39;s phone number?&quot; <br />I&#39;m perplexed. I don&#39;t even know Jenny. <br />&quot;How about a guy named Tommy Tutone?&quot;<br />That name I knew, but......son. Of. A. F***!!!<br /><br />Target: JEN1<br />Target values: 8-6-7-5-3-0-9<br /><br />My section supe had decided to give me an unsanctioned test without:<br />1. Telling the training manager.<br />2. Telling me it was a tasking test.<br />3. Removing the false target from the system after I entered it.<br /><br />So for twelve hours, our customers at a certain three letter cryptologic agency were left completely in the dark about their targets that they were EXTREMELY interested in collecting on.<br /><br />What&#39;s worse is he tried to BS his way out of it in front of me and everyone. First he claimed he had never seen that sheet in his life (strike one: his username was on the bottom of the sheet as part of the printer directory source), then that changed to he must have printed it by mistake (strike two: the Word file showed multiple formatting edits over the span of five minutes prior to printing), then finally changed to, &quot;I e-mailed the training manager I was gonna test him last week, I&#39;ll show you,&quot; then put on a show of how it was just in his Drafts folder and never sent...the timestamp for the draft was like two minutes before he told us he did it (remember when he excused himself? he was setting up an alibi).<br /><br />He was Captain&#39;s Masted as he was Navy and kicked out. I got away with some additional training on recognizing a pop culture reference and to always double check target values when entering them into the system.

2019-02-08T00:25:25-05:00 2019-02-08T00:25:25-05:00 TSgt Private RallyPoint Member 4350388

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>I shared one that was done to me, now one that I did to someone else because they deserved the Hell out of it.<br /><br />There was an E-7 (now retired) who, when our commander went on leave, sent out an e-mail saying all leave would be denied for the next two weeks.<br />No reason given. No exceptions made. No way to mitigate. All leave denied.<br />My supervisor managed to corral him into admitting he sent it because LeaveWeb was down and he didn&#39;t know how to process paper leave forms.<br />Well, that pissed me off because my wife and I had planned to drive up to Scotland within that timeframe and we had to cancel our hotel reservations and re-schedule our entire trip. At the time she was 8 months pregnant, and this was gonna be our last huzzah before we became parents. Rescheduling pushed us right into the 9th month.<br />So I waited. I knew this particular Master Sergeant took a trip each year to visit his family back stateside. He loved this trip, talked about it constantly, etc. Flash forward a few months. I&#39;ve had my child, we&#39;re all good, everyone forgot about the leave SNAFU, and nobody but my supervisor, the commander, and I knew about the reason for his e-mail. Our unit had a policy; leave cannot be entered later than two weeks prior to travel. And this guy always filed his leave on the 14th day out from his trip.<br />So I let our comms guy in on the deal, told my supervisor, who simply nodded his approval, and put to work. <br />His office was right outside the watch floor, his monitor faced us. So the moment I saw him bring up LeaveWeb, my comms guy would cut his LAN. Boom, can&#39;t connect to LeaveWeb.<br />He tried this a few more times before he gave up and moved to another computer. Told my comms guy. Boom. Boom. Boom. Knocked out his LAN for each of the computers in sequence for every one he went onto. He was RAGING. He came over to us and asked if we were having issues, of course we weren&#39;t. Told the comms guy. &quot;No sir, we&#39;re all good here, must be an issue with your profile. I can put in a ticket if you want, but it might take a few days to get resolved.&quot;<br />Full panic. He&#39;s already got tickets. He can&#39;t miss this.<br />Tells us he&#39;s gonna check with the commander about an exception to policy.<br />Crap, I hadn&#39;t thought about him going to the top. I almost just called an end to it right there, but decided, no, I&#39;m gonna chance it. So I messaged my commander on Messenger, told him MSgt So-and-so was coming, etc. He didn&#39;t respond, so I could just sit and hope. Dude comes flying back to the watch floor to call his wife and tell her to try to get a refund for the ticket because the commander wasn&#39;t going to make an exception for him.<br />So my supervisor, who I should add is prior-Army pre-9/11 looks at him with a straight face and says, &quot;You could always fill out a paper leave form. You know how to do those, right?&quot;<br /><br />At that point it clicked, and he threatened us will all sorts of BS; paperwork, JAG, etc. etc. <br />The commander then intervened and told him, no, he wouldn&#39;t be doing any of those things, and he would in fact be filling out a paper leave form if he wanted to take leave.<br /><br />I&#39;m not a complete a-hole; of course we showed him how to do a paper leave form and got his leave approved. But watching the slow rolling panic over the course of a 12-hour shift set in was sweeter than any candy on Earth.

2019-02-08T00:43:17-05:00 2019-02-08T00:43:17-05:00 PFC Elijah Rose 4351888

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>I shared a barracks room with a guy, and the local schedual meant there was 30-60 minutes to shower, change, check emails, and whatever between the end of morning pt and when we had to be somewhere else.<br />Two guys, one bathroom. No problem, right?<br />Well, half the time I&#39;d get in the shower first, but the other half he&#39;d always be in there until 10 minutes before we would leave (for the majority of that time the shower wasn&#39;t running). Given that bind, I showered after work. I thought he would get the hint, because he obviously should have known that I knew what he was really doing in there, but nothing was said and nothing changed until we parted ways weeks later.<br />The thing was, word quickly got around our squad that I didn&#39;t always shower in the morning. This exaggerated rumor could have only been the product of one person, which was weird because overall I got along with my roommate ok and I don&#39;t know what he would be mad at me for.......

2019-02-08T15:30:50-05:00 2019-02-08T15:30:50-05:00 HA Jace Gallagher 4352206

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>My first two barracks roommates at Belvoir were complete jerks. I would do all the mopping, sweeping, dusting, etc.for our room so I would not get in trouble for failing room inspection. The first guy was a complete drunk and would, without fail, wreck the room everytime I was gone. In one instance, I stayed up all night and cleaned before going to a 0430 formation on a Saturday due to an unexpected field day due to a report of weed in the barracks rooms. I dose for 30 minutes before formation and wake up to the room being a mess. When chief asked what happened, my roommate and a buddy of his said I got mad in a drunken rage and flipped shit in the room. Got me in trouble so I punched dude in his throat. That got me moved to my second roommate, who always skipped field day. I would cover for him and then get busted for it. After that, I gave up caring how my barracks rooms looked and I repeatedly failed inspections, thinking that if I&#39;m always gonna get in trouble anyways might as well save myself the effort of cleaning.

2019-02-08T18:04:54-05:00 2019-02-08T18:04:54-05:00 SSG David Stafne 4352272

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>I was one of a few Pathfinders in an USA Leg Infantry BN scheduled for the 6-month MFO Mission in the Sinai. I was tasked to help our BN S-3 Air Officer to develop some basic Pathfinder SOPs which included an Inverted “Y” for helicopter LZs. I even loaned him my Pathfinder Handbook to help he write the SOPs.<br /><br />Once in Egypt, one of my Fellow Pathfinders noticed the Inverted Ys looked odd, measured it and found it was 5, 5, 10 and 5 meters; not the standard 7, 7, 14 and 7 meters. The Squad Leader said he was following the SOP.<br /><br />When the BN Cmdr asked the S-3 Air about the mistake, he blamed me stating I had given him the wrong dimensions. Not until after I showed the BC the diagram in my handbook and explained that the S-3 Air had my Handbook for months; did he admit that HE changed the dimensions. He thought the 7-7-14-7 dimensions were awkward and would be too difficult for Soldiers to remember.<br /><br />And, they say an Officer’s word is beyond reproach!

2019-02-08T18:32:32-05:00 2019-02-08T18:32:32-05:00 SSG Private RallyPoint Member 4353676

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>I went to FROC school at 29 Palms, Ca. Got conned into pulling Helo watch on the Generals lawn. About 20 minutes into the sham, a Gy/Sgt. who was doing Staff Duty stepped out and asked me what I was hanging around for, and I explained. He told me to secure. I &quot;been had&quot;.

2019-02-09T10:59:46-05:00 2019-02-09T10:59:46-05:00 ENS Thomas von Vietinghoff 4353986

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2019-02-09T13:16:50-05:00 2019-02-09T13:16:50-05:00 Sgt Andrew Pouliot 4354194

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>When I was in boot camp there were these two big guys from Texas named Reid and Tench. They were high school football players and used their size to bully just about everyone in the platoon. They always did it when the drill instructors weren&#39;t around or not paying attention, and nobody was going to snitch on them so we all settled in and counted down to graduation so we didn&#39;t have to see them anymore.<br />Every time we&#39;d shower these two dudes would bring their razors and shave their entire bodies. Of course, where did all the hair go?<br />One day the drill instructor on duty went into the showers to inspect it and found the drain clogged with pubes. He flew into a rage and demanded to know who was responsible; I see Reid and Tench exchange looks, but they don&#39;t say anything. Since nobody spoke up, the DI started snatching people up for a particularly brutal smoke session on the quarter deck while everyone else was made to stand at attention by their racks. Reid and Tench weren&#39;t sent up, and they were smiling at our misery. When the DI called me out I went up, and he got in my face yelling &quot;It was you wasn&#39;t it you shaved your pubes in the shower didn&#39;t you&quot; and I said no sir but kept looking at Reid and Tench. The DI noticed and said &quot;oh you know who did it don&#39;t you&quot; and I said &quot;no sir&quot;. He ordered me to assume a good front leaning position but crouched next to me and whispered, &quot;who was it&quot; and I said &quot;Reid and Tench sir&quot; and he said &quot;oh f*ckn really&quot; and I said &quot;yes sir&quot; and he said &quot;Pouliot get off my quarter deck&quot; and turned around and ordered everyone else away. He then grabbed ten new guys (including Reid and Tench) and lined them up and said &quot;two of you are responsible for clogging the shower drain with ball hair. I&#39;ll give you one chance to come clean&quot; and neither of them did. The DI started screaming about integrity violators and how we&#39;re only allowed to shave our faces, not our sacks, and Reid starts laughing. I have never seen such a vicious ass-chewing and subsequent smoke session as that one.<br />Reid and Tench never gave anyone problems again after that because thr DIs started watching them more closely. I had to Blue Falcon them for their refusal to come clean, and them taking pleasure in the platoon paying for their sins.

2019-02-09T14:51:10-05:00 2019-02-09T14:51:10-05:00 1SG Private RallyPoint Member 4356609

<div class="images-v2-count-0"></div>I had a break in service after 9 years as SSG. As I was preparing to clear, my supervisor, a SFC, attempted to assign me a week long tasking to test new equipment before fielding. Post policy prohibited any details, tasking, or Staff Duty, while clearing. I informed him of that as soon as he assigned me the tasking, and he said he would have to look that up.<br />I reminded him personally, and wrote him a message 2 weeks before the tasking, which I signed with the date/time of the conversation, reminding him to reassign the tasking, which he agreed he needed to do.<br />I get a call to report to the MSG the day the tasking started.<br />I reported, and went to parade rest (always better to do it, than be told to do it). He began to chew me out, and was threatening recommending UCMJ for failure to report because it was a very high visibility tasking.<br />I told him my side, and he said he had no reason to believe me over my supervisor, and since I didn&#39;t tell my supervisor about clearing so he could replace me, it was my failure. At this time, my supervisor came into the office and denied I told him anything.<br />I asked the MSG to call the range we worked at, and ask whomever was there to retrieve the message from my supervisor&#39;s desk and read the message documenting my due diligence. Another NCO found the note and read it to him, including date/time.<br />The SFC began to claim that I could have wrote that note and denied having the conversation with me.<br />I assumed the position of attention, took 4 steps to the rear, and asked that any person claiming I was lying about what I was saying, position themself in front of me and call me a liar. My supervisor flushed red, and refused to make eye contact. I said, I f@$%@&amp;^ thought so. I went back to parade rest and requested permission to be dismissed, and the MSG excused me.<br />The MSG began chewing his a$$ before I got out of earshot. My supervisor avoided me the remaining time I was there.

2019-02-10T15:03:58-05:00 2019-02-10T15:03:58-05:00 2015-03-12T16:47:25-04:00