Army Stories
Have to think hard, most stories come to my mind when talking to comrades.

Searching cars in Kosovo was sometimes fun ( Only sometimes, since most cars are a mess...i had to search through )

One time we stopped a BMW with two bearded, long-haired guys in it ( Seemed suspicious to my group leader ). Apparently they had been
through quite a bunch of checkpoints so they were pretty pissed off and starting to talk to my comrade "securing" the two of them in a voice which would have honored every italo-american wannabe mafioso from south bronx :

"Hey, why you always stopping me car? Do i look mafia? Does my car look mafia?! "

My comrades was trying hard to not burst into laughter while I was standing in their back looking at him with the biggest grin in my face i ever had.


Another time in Kosovo it was our turn in the routine to replace a platoon in downtown Prizren holding an outpost.
We were supposed to be there at twelve and somehow that day had already started out bad
beginning with 3 guys being late for morning parole pissing off the platoon leader, speeding
us up until dinner.

On our way to the outpost, inside the vehicle,
we were recapitulating what had already gone wrong that day and trying to imagine what could
even make it worse.

"Hah, yea, we gotta get our shit together today, otherwise shit hits the fan"

The Squad Leader said, while i replied:

"Yea, heh, the thing that could top it all would be that we forgot one of our men"

After a short moment of silence, the squad leader asked

"Hey...where is...private c."

Private C. was still at the field camp, after being late from dinner, he didnt make it to the parking lot in time but no one noticed due to being in a ptn-leader inflicted hurry.

The following days were not so pleasant, double shifts and so on...
(Leitnhax, Thu 23 Mar 2006, 20:58, Reply)