This happened 2 weeks ago

Just booked out, seating at the back of the bus with my earphones plugged in, all ready for home. Then 2 army men came to seat beside me. 1 wearing a smart 4 uniform, with the Sergeant rank. Another wearing the clerk black sleeved shirt and shorts.


''Do you know that you are not allowed to plug in your earphones while wearing your uniform?''

Because the volume was low enough, i was able to catch that. I plugged out the ear piece and gave a blank stare.
No, i do not know.

''Its a rule quite made quite long ago, because people like to take photos.''

As if people care about army men listening to music. I can totally imagine a headlines going ''BIG SHOCK! ARMY MEN LISTENING TO MUSIC ON BUS!!!!!''.

After a few unnecessary questions of which coy i'm from and those bullshit, they started to ignore me and started talking unimportant army stuff. 

''ASDWERTSADF   FUCK   ASDASDAF FUCKING ASDASAFASFAS!''

All the while i stared outside the window, listening to the pointless conversation going on with a swear word going in every sentence. At this point of time i really wanted to talk back.

Something like, '' Hey Sarge, if people actually cared about army men wearing headphones, they would plant microphones and spy cameras all around the bus just to capture your video swearing.''

NS is full of pointless stuff. Like this particular rule. Heh. Recalling back the Platoon commander(PC) interview, NS is either full of bullshit or stupid people.

''You know arh, exercise is a must one... Your swimming also. You might never know when you need these skills. When you left hanging on the cliff, then need to pull up how? Pull up still 0... Singapore whole island drown how? How can you survive when this island is surrounded by water?''

So bloody situational. By the same logic, everybody should take up flying lessons because god knows when we are the only person who can be the pilot of a plane. Everybody should go mountain rock climbing because god knows when we will need to climb down a mountain without help. Everybody should take up bomb studies because god knows when we will be beside a bomb. 

So many bloody irrational things. Why are the marching commands given in Malay? So we can waste time learning Malay? Why are recruits treated like shit? Once they are forced inside the army, the hierarchy system takes place. = No rights. I still remember they gave us a paper to sign, to let us acknowledge that we will join the army. AS IF WE HAVE A CHOICE. We don't.

Then, is the drawing and sending of arms(rifle). Before even drawing arms, you need to sign this crap, to acknowledge that you are responsible for the rifle. They claim that this paper, which is just one piece for the whole platoon, is bloody important. Furthermore, the space given for each signature is as small as the thickness of 2 10 cent coins stacking together. Then, when drawing and sending arms, there is a timing to meet, which ensures that everybody will rush like shit during the signing of the paper. 

If the paper was so bloody important, why give us so little space to sign? So that our signatures could be forged and other people can help us draw arm and lose our rifle? If the drawing and sending of arms was so bloody important, why the need to rush? Probably because it is not so bloody important. Look at the rifle. So bloody old, reeking of sweat and oil. God knows how old the rifle is and how many billion people have used it. Yet the army still finds a need to troll people, making it difficult for recruits and making the rifle seem more important that it should be.

The army system is old. The saying ''One for all, all for one'' is bullshit. After all we still follow the commands of the person at the top, which i imagine is just sitting at the chair smoking weed and drinking beer everyday. Its a bloody hierarchy. Once the person at the top falls, the people below have little authority to do things. 
It goes against the bloody logic of doing things by common sense and doing it for the benefit of all. 

Come to think of it... the world is the same...