After a two-and-a-half hour awkward conversation with this Marine recruiter, I escape his office.
At least I discovered I'm not supposed to be a Marine. That was the vibe I was getting from the whole experience.
Ironically, I wasn't buying the recruiter's spiel on hireability if I get the MOS I want, even though I know TLAs (Three Letter Agencies) prefer people with military experience.
Hmm. Well now what?
(Kill Zombies)
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I hear ya!
Bell Schizm
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