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Sleeves and Chucks

Monday, April 2nd, 2007


Quote of the Day: “In times like these, it helps to recall that there have always been times like these.”

- Paul Harvey

In the time-honored tradition of seasons changing, today marked the day that our cammie sleeves go up, we change over to the desert cammies, and the Service uniform goes from Bravos to Charlies. I have talked about this before but unlike back then in Quantico, a few things have changed.

First, I’m in San Diego. Duh.

Second, I am the Company Commander so that means I’m more responsible than just myself. I have a Company to think about.

Third, we didn’t really wear the Charlies much back in Virginia.

What does this all mean? Well, that I had an inspection today where I made the Company don the Charlie uniform and my First Sergeant and Staff NCOs performed a detailed inspection. I did spot inspections to make sure no one looked like a bag of donuts.

This is how it went:

First, there was a Battalion formation where we awarded and promoted. Then after the Colonel was done talking to the Battalion, the Companies formed for inspection and we went through the inspection process.

The Marines, of course, were not happy about it because we had the gall of requiring them to put on this uniform and stand by to get inspected. The nerve!

On top of that, didn’t we know that they had sleeves to roll last night? On a pair of cammies that have been sitting in the bottom of the closet for 6 months? What were we thinking?

What they don’t realize (I know because I was in their shoes years ago) was that we, the leadership, were also up last night rolling sleeves and ironing uniforms. How could we possibly step in front of a young Marine for inspection with anything less than a perfect uniform?

After the inspection, we changed over to the desert cammies with the freshly rolled sleeves which was fine with me, they fit better anyway.

You see, there is a vast conspiracy surrounding cammies. I wear a medium regular trouser in both green and desert versions but the green ones are tighter than the desert ones. The next size up is insanely too big and the crotch hangs almost to my knees so I have to live with the “you’ve eaten too many Krispy Kremes” tightness until we change over to the desert cammies which fit much MUCH better.

So yeah, much more comfortable for another six months. Plus, they just look better. See?

Free Advice for Today: “Make your bed every morning.”

- H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

2 Comments - Join in the conversation below

  1. i’ve told you i like that picture before haven’t i?

    Comment by heather — June 29, 2007 @ 2:55 pm

  2. Constantly. It’s like a drum beat with you.

    Comment by Jason — June 29, 2007 @ 9:56 pm

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