Yeah, well, I suppose that's why I was a marked man for the
first six weeks of BMT. After that, I had a quiet chat with my
section commander, and said that there was obviously something
wrong that I was doing, but damned if I could figure out what that
was. He mumbled some answer and left, but he left me alone after
that.
Anyway, it's all good. Gutted it out, got the beret, lived happily
ever after. 
