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Just want to vent.
I hated working with Marines. I was a Navy man. They are a different bread. Even the airdales (aviation side).
Physical training or PT was the worst. They like pain it seemed. One Gunny gave me shin splints I still have two decades later. I remember running from our training facility to the beach once. Once there we all stopped and gathered around. I thought we were done. Staff Sergeant looks at us and says, "see that lighthouse?" WAY up the coast was a lighthouse barely visible. "That's where we're running to." Yeah right. Not gonna happen. I was an E-6 also, although I was his student. I looked at him and said, "Have fun with that one." No way was my fat a×s doing that. I'm buoyant. I'm a sailor.
Even DURING war I had troubles with Marines. I was an E-5 in charge of night shift for the fighter jet Radar shop. A sergeant was under my command. He didn't like that a sailor of the same rank was over him. At all. I was a fat lazy bastard to him. Knowledge, communication skills, management style, technical expertise, none of that mattered. I was fat and therefore an idiot. I saw it many times with Marines. If you are not in top physical shape, you are looked down on. It makes sense to me though. If you don't meet a requirement, it should be looked down on. But, the Navy standards were much looser than the Marines and I met physical requirements barely. Anyway, this Sergeant tried to provoke a fight at every turn. We got through it during 6 months in the Gulf with no liberty for 159 days. Set the record for time at sea with no port. I broke my hand with what the doc called a boxers fracture. The stress builds over time without a release. I don't know how that Sergeant and I never fought. Probably fear of getting in trouble. I fought an ex-marine kinda recently. I lost. He broke my pelvic bone. Lol. Had to sit on a pillow on the coach for a few months. I thought I had him. Had him in a headlock and was bashing away. My hand was a bloody pulp. We're friends. But I'm Navy and he's a devil dog. He thinks he's hard, driving a Harley, tatoos, going to jail, etc. Nicest guy in the world BTW. But, still with the Marine attitude. Had to go toe to toe. Still great friends. Eff Marines. Once a barracks of marines put picnic tables in front of the doors to a barracks for a squadron of sailors. The sailors came out, I was on watch and supposed to be patrolling the area, and caught the Marines red handed. I remember a sailor punching a marine in the face. The marine didn't move an inch. The sailor punched him again. The marine got bigger puffing his chest and moved closer to the sailor. But, again did nothing. The sailor ran off. Later I asked him why he didn't fight back, he said, "because I didn't have orders to." Typical Marine.