USAF '88-'92 here - I can't imagine serving as I did, and not being able to have all the fun we had. That's what made the long hours and deployments worthwhile - we knew that no matter where we went, or what we were going to be doing, we were still going to have a good time, and not get in trouble for it.
We were on a mobility exercise in Savannah, GA, one time, and the next to the last night we were there, I pulled out the fifth of Jim Beam that I brought, while we were playing poker. I ended up laying in bed all the next day - a few of my fellow airmen tried to get me up that morning, dragged me around the barracks in the frigid cold, and were getting ready to toss me in the shower, when our expediter told them that wasn't going to help, and to just throw me back in bed. They came by regularly throughout the day to make sure I was still breathing, and covered for me with the senior NCOs out on the flight line.
Our 1st Sgt wanted to write me up and one of the SSgts I worked with reminded him that when he did, don't forget to include the part where he sat there the whole night, playing poker with us, watched me consume most of the fifth, and egging me on while having a few swigs himself. I never heard another word about that night from HQ!!
I hate it for the young bucks now, who are missing out on the fun that was had before their time.
All branches of the US military have been getting neutered and "diversified" for a while now...
USAF '88-'92 here - I can't imagine serving as I did, and not being able to have all the fun we had. That's what made the long hours and deployments worthwhile - we knew that no matter where we went, or what we were going to be doing, we were still going to have a good time, and not get in trouble for it.
We were on a mobility exercise in Savannah, GA, one time, and the next to the last night we were there, I pulled out the fifth of Jim Beam that I brought, while we were playing poker. I ended up laying in bed all the next day - a few of my fellow airmen tried to get me up that morning, dragged me around the barracks in the frigid cold, and were getting ready to toss me in the shower, when our expediter told them that wasn't going to help, and to just throw me back in bed. They came by regularly throughout the day to make sure I was still breathing, and covered for me with the senior NCOs out on the flight line.
Our 1st Sgt wanted to write me up and one of the SSgts I worked with reminded him that when he did, don't forget to include the part where he sat there the whole night, playing poker with us, watched me consume most of the fifth, and egging me on while having a few swigs himself. I never heard another word about that night from HQ!!
I hate it for the young bucks now, who are missing out on the fun that was had before their time.