SHIT.
Well, FUCK. Ah lordy.
Had my testing for the army this morning, at 8:00 am. Worked last night until 3:30 am, and got about 45 minutes of real sleep. I booked today off, and tried to get yesterday off, but I had to work... so anyways, today was supposed to be my medical test, aptitude test, and interview.
My dad drives me down there, I'm feeling okay (somewhat blank, but not too tired). Aptitude test first - 60 minutes, 3 sections, multiple choice. But I was sworn to secrecy about the contents, bahaha (they just don't want anyone going in there with answers, or exact ideas about what kind of questions they are :P), so we were "only supposed to talk about it to the people in this room".
Finish the test, and we then fill out this drug-sheet, detailing what drugs we've done, when we first used it and the last time we used it, and on average, how often you used it. I left out the harder drugs, but said the last time I smoked pot was in January, of this year, pretty much true. So I go to the waiting room, and 5 minutes later I'm called in to begin my interview. She shows me a sheet saying I did great on the Aptitude testing, 90th percentile, all that good stuff. Then she showed me a list of like 60 occupations in the army that were available to me based on the test results, was pretty cool. Getting my first choice (combat engineer) would have been no problem at all.
So my hopes are soaring, and things are going perfect, and THEN! She gets out that drug-sheet I completed, and points out the marijuana, and explains that the military has a 'zero-tolerance policy', and that you must be absolutely clean of pot for a year before joining. I woulda passed the drug test too, no problem, haven't smoked anything in a couple months now. Did it ever fucking suck. But the good news, won't have to retake the aptitude test, they'll keep me on file, she just insisted I come back in January '07 and I'll be set. And I'm lucky I left out any hallucinogens, as they carry a 3-year waiting term.
Had my testing for the army this morning, at 8:00 am. Worked last night until 3:30 am, and got about 45 minutes of real sleep. I booked today off, and tried to get yesterday off, but I had to work... so anyways, today was supposed to be my medical test, aptitude test, and interview.
My dad drives me down there, I'm feeling okay (somewhat blank, but not too tired). Aptitude test first - 60 minutes, 3 sections, multiple choice. But I was sworn to secrecy about the contents, bahaha (they just don't want anyone going in there with answers, or exact ideas about what kind of questions they are :P), so we were "only supposed to talk about it to the people in this room".
Finish the test, and we then fill out this drug-sheet, detailing what drugs we've done, when we first used it and the last time we used it, and on average, how often you used it. I left out the harder drugs, but said the last time I smoked pot was in January, of this year, pretty much true. So I go to the waiting room, and 5 minutes later I'm called in to begin my interview. She shows me a sheet saying I did great on the Aptitude testing, 90th percentile, all that good stuff. Then she showed me a list of like 60 occupations in the army that were available to me based on the test results, was pretty cool. Getting my first choice (combat engineer) would have been no problem at all.
So my hopes are soaring, and things are going perfect, and THEN! She gets out that drug-sheet I completed, and points out the marijuana, and explains that the military has a 'zero-tolerance policy', and that you must be absolutely clean of pot for a year before joining. I woulda passed the drug test too, no problem, haven't smoked anything in a couple months now. Did it ever fucking suck. But the good news, won't have to retake the aptitude test, they'll keep me on file, she just insisted I come back in January '07 and I'll be set. And I'm lucky I left out any hallucinogens, as they carry a 3-year waiting term.