Trust completely eroded after sergeant pretends to lose count of pushups

Absolutely priceless!

“Was pretending to lose count just a metaphor?” Young asked his roommate as they walked back to the barracks. “I mean, is he trying to tell us that the idea of fitness is aspirational, a Sisyphean endeavor to be sought after, but never really achieved?”

“I suppose there must be some gradation between a few pushups, and say murder, but who draws those lines? You? Me? The first sergeant? What if life is just a meaningless continuum of random events to which we retroactively ascribe some sort of meaning in an endless cycle of self-deceit?"