Navy Stories #11

Tech School, continued

So… the stalking, harassing, and bullying continues, mostly because no one here has the strength of character to influence the culture in a positive manner, and it does require a great amount of strength to do so. There are hiccups of kindness, but it’s mostly either fake or not consistent. I know there are a couple of people who just appease to the oppressors and the oppressive culture, just because they have to.

So you know how I mentioned how the recruiter at the recruiter office talked about how some people don’t go to the cafeteria to … Read the rest

Navy Stories #10

Tech School, continued

So, again, the weather was getting better, and I was still awaiting instruction. So one day, we’re told to go outside and a huge group forms and we’re told that we’re going to walk around the block and sweep the area to pick up trash. So we kind of spread out and start the sweep. We go through a short tunnel, and I kind of feel like people are walking around me, surrounding me, walking at my same pace. Then to a distance, I see a couple of guys in a different military uniform and realize they … Read the rest

Navy Stories #9

Tech School

So after boot camp is training for your Navy job. Like I mentioned before, because of the culture these harassers have created via their ability to cyberstalk, I go from one abusive situation to another. So, I was hoping for this cyberstalking and harassment to stop after boot camp. Did it stop? No. Am I surprised? No.

So after boot camp graduation, I spent the weekend with my sister. It was fun, but after she hugged me to say bye and started walking to the car, she said “die.” Being that she’s been corresponding with the people around … Read the rest

Navy Stories #8

Boot camp, continued

So I was in the hospital from a Friday to a Monday. The food was good and watching TV was fun. I was prescribed antibiotics and while I was there, I had the doctor examine my foot because my ankle was somewhat injured from sprinting weeks prior. I thought I might have had a sprained ankle, but it was just a bruised ankle, so they also prescribed me some ibuprofen. Nowhere on the medical documents did it say that I had food poisoning or went to the ER because of vomiting. Sketchy.

So the cyberstalking didn’t stop. … Read the rest

Navy Stories #7

Boot camp, continued

So the first week or so was more processing which included issuing clothing and materials, medical clearances, and other necessary stuff. During medical processing, there was this guy who kept on bumping his junk on my behind, which is not acceptable at all. So I had to say aloud, “dude, you’re touching me,” a couple of times. He kinda continued so I kinda made fun of him saying “I guess the only bad thing about being a chick magnet is you’re also a dick magnet.” People laughed, and he kinda shoved me one time acting like he … Read the rest

Navy Stories #6

Boot camp

So the bus finally shows up to take us to boot camp. The bus is playing a video telling us about boot camp rules and other stuff. One clip shows a couple of recruits saying why they joined and one of them said to defend our freedom, and I thought, awesome, these younger people understand the concept of freedom, because I sure didn’t at that age. Anyway so we finally get to boot camp and they tell us to run off the bus and line up. So I run and line up and my heart rate is elevated. … Read the rest

Navy Stories #5

On my way to boot camp

So since my ship date was less than a month away from my swear in date, I only went to one monthly meeting at the recruiter’s office where all recruits meet. When I was given my file folder, it didn’t have the privacy statement on the front like all the other file folders. It could be because I was new, or not; it could also be an implicit message to me saying that I was going to continued to be cyberstalked, which I was really hoping wouldn’t continue; I couldn’t imagine how it would.… Read the rest

Navy Stories #4

Processing

So trying to join the Army didn’t work out, so I started talking to Navy recruiters, decided to join the Navy, and the correspondence between the recruiters and I began. I met with the recruiters a couple of times to sign some documents and to do other paperwork. One of the times I had to sign some documents, the recruiters showed up to my parents house because I sold my car. The recruiters and I met in the front yard while my father was on the roof doing some prep work for a new roof. While I’m talking with … Read the rest