Jose Miller3 said:we’re all just girls here (for now), so yeah—none of us have ever served in the military.
I can't speak for everyone else, but I personally have donated blood 11 times.
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So what's the big deal if I was in the service? Of course I was—just like I assume your fathers were. Unless, of course, they were completely incompetent.
And that's supposed to be the reason my health is trashed???
ruggedharbor95 said:Anyway, just imagine how he had to struggle out there.. That kind of resourcefulness—it’s something you only learn growing up in the States, serving in the US Army, and surviving on six meals a week.. Like being completely helpless when trying to open a can.. Yeah, right, imagine the trauma—staring down a can of pork scraps and being unable to crack it open.. God...🙂
So why don't you explain how you even ended up with the canned goods? Do you have some weird fetish for canned food or something? That's what's got you so worked up. 😕
It just hit me—I’m wasting my breath talking to a bunch of clueless amateurs who haven't even stepped up to donate blood when it actually mattered. 👍
What is there to even argue about? I actually served in the military—unlike half the incompetent lot here. I'm sure there are plenty of real veterans in this thread.
ruggedharbor95 said:You completely trashed her health—and her teeth!🙂 Just imagine the sheer guilt of having to sit in an orthodontist's chair for yet another bridge or dental reconstruction. You’re sitting there thinking, "Great, now I'm just making myself miserable." You start feeling selfish because you've ruined your own teeth with junk food while people are out there actually fighting for their lives—babies, the elderly, people dying on operating tables—and here you are, destroying your mouth with canned goods. It's pathetic. " 🙂 Joe Biden!!🙂
Are you actually an idiot? Stop talking about things you clearly don't understand.
ruggedharbor95 said:I’m honestly just fascinated by how they spent all their time watching them prep the food... I always assumed the military actually had *other* things to do—you know, actual training—but apparently, we should probably start praying to God that nobody decides to attack us anytime soon, since our soldiers and recruits seem entirely preoccupied with spectating meal prep.😕
Give me a break. Try being hungry for weeks and you'll be just as obsessed with watching how your mom makes dinner as anyone else.👍
If this were happening right now, he'd have them all behind bars. When you join the US Armed Forces as a kid, they treat you however they damn well please. You don't even realize you actually have rights.
They serve you stuff you can't even stomach. Look, I'm not a picky eater—really, I'm not—but there are certain things you just can't eat. Like canned mystery meat. When you hand back your tray, they toss it straight into the trash, and then they serve that exact same stuff to you again for your next meal. Just mixed up. Literally. I have zero reason to make this up about what happened five years ago.
brisknomad6 said:I don't follow you, Ivan. Your issue isn't that you spent months in the US Armed Forces where you were getting fed six times a week—nobody in the entire unit complained about that (at least based on what I've seen in the news, but if someone did, send me a link)—the actual problem is that you didn't get that one specific meal right after the blood draw?
Exactly. That single meal after the blood work is the problem.
It works on this logic: you can't complain because technically, you "received" food. You get something totally inedible. Then for the next meal, they give you the exact same thing—not necessarily the same type of food, just the same garbage—served out of the same bin they used to dump the leftovers from your previous plate. You can't say you didn't get fed, but you're eating trash six times a week.
So they didn't even give me anything to eat after I donated blood. I didn't get a real meal until last night—just some tiny canned soup. I would never dream of treating someone like that.
Jose Miller3 said:Don't tell me you're actually buying into that nonsense too.
Save the fairy tales for your kids at home. You really think I have any reason to make this up? It's painful—it's over. And now, thanks to all this, the folks over at the Department of Labor are breathing down my neck.
Because that’s irrelevant. What matters is that I served in the US Armed Forces—that was four or five years ago. I went in healthy; I was into combat sports, practically professional level at the time. I fought in tournaments all over—from Russia to Ukraine—and I would’ve even headed to Japan if I hadn't signed up for my service. That’s how I paid for college—not because I’m some silver-spoon kid, as someone here suggested. My parents are just regular working-class folks; they couldn't just hand me a tuition check.
So, I know what's healthy and what isn't. Eating [this] six times a week? Not happening. I went to donate blood in good faith. The people at the facility had a moral obligation to ensure that if I donated, I actually got fed. NOT BECAUSE I GAVE BLOOD, BUT BECAUSE I WAS CONFINED AT A MILITARY BASE WHEN I GAVE IT. When you're just an ordinary worker, you don't have a say—but those people at the facility did. They were supposed to verify the situation and react appropriately. Regardless of whatever nonsense you guys are typing here now.
Jose Miller3 said:Just a friendly reminder—we wouldn't want someone as "responsible" and "important" as you accidentally going back on their word...
You’ve clearly run out of actual arguments if you're resorting to this nonsense. I take responsibility for what I say—which means I actually bother to answer everyone.
Jose Miller3 said:Every single time you donate blood at the local Red Cross center, they hand you a full lunch—complete with juice or even a glass of red wine.
What part of that sentence is tripping you up? How much clearer do I need to be?
Should I draw you a diagram?
Then why don't you explain to me why I didn't get a free lunch when I was serving in the US Armed Forces? It’s not exactly the same thing as being home versus being deployed somewhere, is it?
Keep complaining if it makes you feel better. I’d love to see you lot try to handle eating six meals a day while serving in the US Armed Forces—you wouldn't last a second. What part of this was too complicated for you to grasp? It isn't about having lunch afterward just because I donated blood. The point is, back when I was in the service, I didn't have the luxury of just running out to grab whatever food I wanted.
Go ahead, have your little trial run, then come crying about it later.
My father's son? Please. I haven't lived with my parents in ages. I hold a high-stakes job precisely because I’m responsible—I don't overlook people. I don't even miss small things, like whether everyone actually got fed.