Trust completely eroded after sergeant pretends to lose count of pushups

I think we all have had that happen at some point I do not think I ever took it as a trust issue. I know I always took as a why is the Sergeant F-ing with us issue. What did we do, or did he not get laid? Did he just wake up on the wrong side of the bed?

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?"