GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!

At Fort Knox, during the recovery phase of training (turning in equipment to CIF - Central Issuing Facility, cleaning your equipment, packing up, etc), we were tasked with basically taking it easy and just scrubbing our equipment. We knew it was busy work, but it had to be done. We were running up and down from our barracks getting our equipment and cleaning what was necessary little by little. Some people were doing laundry, but none of us were sure if we were allowed to do so (if a Drill Sergeant doesn't tell you you CAN, then you should probably assume you CAN'T).

So, like I stated in an earlier post, most of my fellow cadets down there were slack jawed idiots with no discipline. When doing your laundry and then later drying it, if you didn't sit on the dryer, someone would take your clothes out and replace it with their own.

On one day during recovery a cadet took out someone's laundry from the dryer and put in his own. What we didn't know at the time was that the laundry belonged to our Senior Drill Sergeant for our platoon (3rd). We only found out about the greivous offense at a certain exact moment.

The doors to our bay swing open violently:

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! YOU'RE NO LONGER WELCOME IN MY HOUSE! GRAB YOUR SHIT AND GET OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW! MOVE IT! WITH A QUICKNESS! GET OUT NOW!"

I grabbed whatever stuff I hadn't grabbed so far, stuffed it all in my laundry bag and wet weather bag so I can continue doing my duties for recovery. I'm fourth or fifth to last to leave, and due to my late position I see the Drill Sergeant come out of his office with a chain and a lock. That's right. He freaking chained us out of our own barracks. How bad ass is that?

At the time I was scared shitless, as I'm pretty sure anyone who was in the bay at the time was, but thinking back on it, that's some kind of shit you only see in a movie, and I lived it.

Later on, as we're cleaning our stuff outside, a Lieutenant came up to us and asked us why we were all just standing around with nothing to do.

"Sir, Drill Sergeant just kicked us out of the bay."
"What do you mean?"
"He chained up the doors, sir."

At that, he starts laughing and walks away shaking his head.

I don't remember how the bays got unlocked, but it wasn't until sometime later.

Our Drill Sergeant was a bad ass, no joke.