Why I Left Big Army
I left the regular straight-leg army infantry and came to Delta for one simple reason: the elbow flashlight that I was required to clip to the right shoulder of my Load Bearing Equipment (LBE) harness. That flashlight was the bane of my very existence: it mocked me, thumbed its nose at me, disrespected me at every juncture. I became born anew into a world where the death of my elbow flashlight, OD-green in color, became the key to my continued existence.
I knocked at the front door of the Delta Force:
“Can I help you, Sergeant First Class?”
“Yes… that is, I hope you can. I heard that I would be allowed to wear my combat kit here anyway if I felt that it made me a more effective fighter.”
“You heard correctly, Sergeant First Class.”
“Please, then, make I come in??”