This one's right up there with the best 'my recruiter lied to me' stories ever
On the subreddit /r/army, reddit user xixoxixa answered a question from nachoknuckles, "Do recruiters really lie as much as they say they do?"
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While most veterans would have responded with a "yes" and maybe a quick example, xixoxixa posted what may be the best "my recruiter lied to me" story we've ever heard. The story is below. If you love it, head to the original reddit post and give xixoxixa an upvote so he can get his credit.
Editor's note: We've left the original language. Be aware that some of it is NSFW.
So no shit, there I am, a fresh faced 18-year old, needing to do something with my life. A short stint in the military sounds like just the ticket – gets me out of my crappy hometown, puts money in my pocket and food in my belly, and in 3 or 4 years, I'll get out, go to school with my GI bill, and have a happy live. The local strip mall had a slew of recruiting offices, all right next to each other.
I go in, a recruiter's wet dream. I scored remarkably high on my ASVAB (which I only took to get out of class for 3 hours), so I could pick pretty much any job I wanted. But did I do that? Shit no, I walked in, thumped my chest and said 'I'm ready to go today, what's your best offer?'
The Army guy asks what I'm interested in, and I tell him that I really don't care, just something relatively safe (this was pre-9/11, but I knew that Soldiers had a chance of getting shot at), and something that would give me a marketable skill. Like medical – everyone always needs medical folks.
What xixoxixa thinks he will be doing. Photo: US Army
He asks about my hobbies – mountain biking, snowboarding, rock climbing, typical adrenaline filled activities…He types some stuff in his computer and comes back with 'How about a combat medic with the 75th Ranger Regiment? You know, Airborne Rangers, like Nic Cage in Con Air?' 'Well, what's that get me long term?' 'Well, you'll be at least a paramedic, so you can get a job just about anywhere. You'll be part of the Special Operations community, so you'll avoid most of the big army bullshit, and you'll be part of the Rangers, so you'll do high-speed stuff like jump out of airplanes, and fly around in helicopters.'
OK, I think, this isn't such a bad deal. I agree, but not before carefully asking how this will play out – I don't want to end up as just a grunt. This is what he says, near as verbatim as I can remember almost 14 years later: 'Well, the Rangers are part of SOCOM, a type of Special Forces. So every soldier needs to have a bare basic level of ability to fight, just in case the shit hits the fan.
So everyone, and I mean everyone, goes through Infantry basic training to get that bare level of skill. Then, everyone goes to airborne school, to learn how to jump out of planes. Then, you'll go to whatever job school. You will got to San Antonio to go to medic school. The artillery goes go to artillery school, the parachute riggers go to rigger school, etc. Then everyone shows back up at Fort Benning to join the regiment.'
In my 18-year old mind, this makes sense, and I am impressed with the forethought the Army has put into this. Of course medics might end up in the thick of it, so why wouldn't they want to know how to fight?
I agree, we go to MEPS, my contract gets drawn up as 11X. Now, I know from looking at the posters on the wall that 11 series is infantry, but it only lists 11B, 11C, 11H, and 11M, so I figure the 11X is for the guys like me that are just going through infantry basic, and then off to another job.
Fast forward 3½ months, and I'm cruising along through basic, solid in my knowledge that as a medic, I will probably never need half of this shit, so I'm happy to just play the game. The day comes when the Drill Sergeants break us down into our respective MOSs so we can go to any required extra training (like the 11Cs, who have to go learn how to shoot mortars).
'11Bs, in that corner, 11Cs, over there, 11Hs, up here by me, and 11Ms, over there by Drill Sergeant Whatever-his-name-was. Now!'
I, PVT xixoxixa, am the lone asshole standing in the bay by himself. 'Drill Sergeant, where do you want the medics to go?' I ask. 'Goddamn it Private! This isn't rocket surgery – there ain't no fucking medics here! Get where you belong!' Ah! I see his mistake – he doesn't know that I'm an 11X, not one of these other dumbasses destined to be a grunt.
Briefly, I find it odd that this E-7 with many, many years in the Army can be so obtuse, and in need of correction…but maybe he's not familiar with this program. So I tell him such – 'Drill Sergeant, I see where your mistake is. I'm supposed to be a medic, I'm just doing Infantry Basic.'
Through his clenched teeth and skyrocketing blood pressure, he tells me 'Private, bring me your. GOD! DAMNED! PAPERWORK!!' I happily dig out my contract and go wait at a textbook perfect Parade Rest outside his office. He calls me in, sits me down, and leafs through my shit. As he's flipping through, he directs me to tell him exactly what my recruiter told me. I do, in exquisite detail, happy to know that the student has become the teacher.
He looks at me like this and then, calmly says 'Private, I know we talk a lot of shit about recruiters, but you – you got fucked.' He then proceeded to tell me how the Army really works, and explains to me that the 11X I was so proud of means I will complete basic, go to airborne school, then show up at the 75th to be whatever kind of Infantryman the Rangers need me to be.
What Ranger infantry really does. It's still honestly pretty cool. Photo: US Army Edward N. Johnson
I spent the rest of basic poring over that contract in extenuating detail trying to find a loophole, but alas, despite my best effort my first MOS in the army was as an airborne infantryman.
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