Yesterday was my 1-month pre-ship PFT (physical fitness test). I left my house at 1:30PM and freaked when I realized my truck wouldn’t start. I called the Staff Sergeant at the OSO office and told him what was happening and if he had any advice (he is a mechanic in the Corps). He said that “the problems an easy fix, but you ain’t fixin’ it” (SSgt is from El Paso, TX). He then asked if I was calling to tell him I wasn’t going to make it. I responded hell no and hopped in a cab.
I scored a 273 out of 300. I did 18 pullups (I actually did 22, but the SSgt said 4 of them weren’t good enough), 100 crunches, and did my 3-mile run in 20:50. I’m not terribly happy with my run time, but considering how bad my body felt, I think 20:50 was acceptable.
After the PFT the Staff Sergeant offered to give me a lift home and take a look at my truck. After 2 minutes he had it running. He gave me a list of things to buy, as well as some advice on how to take better care of my truck in the winter.
The Staff Sergeant has nicknamed me “fruit loop” and claims he doesn’t like me but I think he’s lying.