The proudest moment I had for the past two weeks, was from standing sweaty and naked from the torso having successfully single handedly vanquished the orange hue of mold covering my living quarters' toilet. As expected, not a single word of thanks was heard for returning to decency a toilet used by more than thirty people.
The worst, has got to be being locked up in camp with most of the guys gone on leave. Sitting around waiting to be activated in case of war, it kind of affected. I was both depressed and slightly crazed. It was not a proud moment. Oh, the things I do for the country.
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