I spent today tasked out to another platoon. Our mission: to pick up trash littered throughout post. We rode in a van, and picked up trash. Simply amazing. Exactly what I envisioned myself doing as I sat in the recruiter's office. No ordinary American could understand the prestige, honor, and sheer adrenaline rush that one experiences while picking up an empty pack of Marlboros which has been run over several hundred times.
Oh, and we also found a purple vibrator. Thinking of running an ad in the paper under "Found".