Day 4. The Boring That Is MOB

MOB. Short for premobilization. Which is short for “prepare to have really long, boring days that your leadership will fill with redundant classes.” We have classes on nutrition, classes on drawing range cards (a picture of our sector of fire, the area we are set to guard when pulling security), and classes on close range combat. Sitting through some of these classes is similar to sitting through a boring high school class. Some of the other classes blatantly remind me that I am a soldier. Only soldiers would talk about the most effective way to shoot a human and consider it a normal class… It’s a little dark, especially for someone who is hoping not to see combat.
After classes and practicing weapons handling, we are limited to our fun now. They took our sports away, for fear of us getting hurt before going overseas… I guess from a leadership standpoint that makes sense, but that’s not to say I don’t miss playing. Life in the barracks has evolved into a never-ending game of cribbage, rummy, and spades.
I find myself torn between wanting to go home and play, and wanting to get overseas to do my job. I wouldn’t say I’m homesick yet, but I do crave the freedom to go where I want without having to check in with my leadership, or to sleep in, or to make my own food. It’s a different life in the army, it requires people to bend and change and adapt to the lifestyle that we live. We wake up between 0430 and 0600 every day. We do classes. We put our gear on. We practice with weapons. We go to the range. We haven’t had a day off in 2 weeks and we aren’t hopeful for one anytime soon. We are constantly surrounded by each other. This lack of freedom and privacy can become a little stressful, which is why it is so imperative for us to adapt quickly.
But now, formation time.
Til later.

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