posted on Jun, 19 2009 @ 03:12 AM
Speaking from direct experience...
When I was 18, I joined the Navy because I wanted to go into the special forces. I quit college (and sports which I played my whole life, and had a
chance at going somewhere) because of aspirations of being the best and the baddest. I trained for over roughly 6 months, and got in the best shape
of my life.
I told my recruiter specifically that I wanted the SEAL Source program(which automatically puts me into BUDS directly after boot camp) under the QM
rate, and nothing else .
When I went and signed up at the MEPS station I had to go to the Captains office and have 2 waiver forms signed because of a misdeamenor when I was 16
and one when I was 18. I asked the Captain specifically (while my father and the Chief recruiter were standing there) if I would need any other
waivers before I could go to BUDS. He said, and I quote "As soon as I sign these forms you will be able to do anything in the Navy you
But they would not give me the SEAL Source program, because of those two incidents. I had already scored high enough on the asvab for most jobs that
complied with the SEAL program, but they told me the only ones available were for the AM rating. I told them I did not want that, but was pressured
into signing anyway. They told me as long as I passed the PT test in boot I could change ratings and go to BUDS after BOOT as a "scrub." So I
reluctantly signed (against my fathers suggestions).... My father has a nice story about when he went to Vietnam and was lied to about the job they
said he could have (electrician), but then gave him orders to go to school as a Heavy Equipment Operator... So without getting anything in writing
and against my fathers advice I signed under the AM rating, which I had no interets in. But for whatever reason I trusted what they told me, and I
knew I could pass the physical test; so I signed anyway.
While in boot camp, I thought it was the easiest thing I had ever done. I was actually quite dissapointed in the "training" process. Beyond a
joke, in my opinion. Anyway, when it came time to take the test, I did. I passed, and went on to the interview process to be entered into the
program. Upon the second interview, I was told they wanted to submit me and they liked me, but they had to have two waivers signed by their
commanding officers. So they told me there was a chance that I could be submitted, but it was not good. So I waited patiently, hopeful, thinking
luck would go my way. Week 5 (I believe) came around and was time to get orders or confirm where we would be going (I forget what I was actually
there for) for our next phase of training. At that time I asked if the waivers had been signed and if I would be waiting here to be entered into a
BUDS class. The answer was a very cold NO. No reason as to why. My dreams were basically shattered.
As Im sure you know everyone gets sick in boot camp. Well, up to that point, because of my excellent conditioning and doing my best to eat as healthy
as I could, I didnt have one stuffed nose or anything during those first 5 weeks. That night I had the worst headache of my life and felt the queezy
stomach of having the urge to throw-up...
As much as I didnt want to be there and as angry as I was, I stuck with it. Thats what I was taught as a kid, so thats what I did. I didnt want to
look back at myself and consider myself a quitter. So, I went to Pennsicola and trained as an AM. There, I tore my maniscus cartilege in my left
knee. I did not want to be stuck on medical hold there in Pennsicola, so I waited until I got my orders and arrived at my first duty station before I
My first orders were sea duty, but as an airman I was stationed on land. So anyway, before my first deployment I went ahead and told the doctors what
had happened in Pennsicola. They realised immediately that surgery was required. I went ahead and had it. For six months after the surgery my knee
swelled up to softball size everyday. I would go to work and not complain. I tried not to show that it bothered me or anything. I did
everything that had been asked of me. I even went on multiple short deployments with the wing I was attached to, never complaining. The first time I
went to sea, my knee flared up big time, almost to where I couldnt walk, because of the job I had done the day before. When I got back to the base,
the doctor from the boat recommended a second surgery. So they went ahead and removed most of the maniscus. They asked me if I wanted out on a
medical discharge. I said no, unfortunately. I wont go into the rest that happened, but it did not end well for me.
Worst of all I never got my shot at BUDS. You may not be a liar (good for you), but there is deceit in the recruiting process. I would advise
anyone and everyone when considering the military to get everything you want in writing.