Reception sucked, it started out getting food from the hotel and going to meps. we got to meps and they did a little screen to see if your at the Army weight and anything changed that they needed to know about. it lasted about 4.5 hours they, i looked at my contract and saw rank E-1???? im a E-3 i was so close not to sighing but we finally got it fixed,then we headed to the airport. the thing was i was already in GA so i had to wait for everyone to get here. lol it lasted 7 hours. we got to reception at 2300 tried, ready to eat and sleep. we had last min paper work and got to eat. we went to sleep at 0230 and woke up at 0400. we ate chow and got issued some stuff, pt shirts,pants gloves underwear stuff like that. ate chow at 1200. after that more stuff being issued. ate chow went to sleep.
Next day we got acu uniforms and boots. the bag i had was heavy. we ate chow and got issued more stuff. the next day we got dental xrays, blood drown and blood test, testing for aids and TB and the peanut butter shot in your butt,that sucked.we ate chow and slept. days 4 was sunday it was relax day,in bct you don't do nothing on those days,go to church,pretty much eat and relax, we watched rambo 4 and the Alamo.day 5 thur 7 we had to do a 'changing of commands' of the reception. we would have been in bct on that Tuesday but that crap we had to do. i still had big fat blister all over my feet, 3 on my right and 2 on my left. and they were are infected. the day before shipping to bct we had to pack the ds at reception said we were carrying our laundry bags so put EVERYTHING in your ruck sack to put on the deuce. on the day of shipping my laundry detergent opened up everywhere in my laundry bag and got all over my ruck sack and it was a mess my blister were killing me.
'GET YOUR ASSES UP TIME TO EAT AND LEAVE' ds woke us up saying this, we ate then picked up our stuff and got in our platoon formation. we left by platoon we had to carry our rucks sack and put our laundry bag on the deuce. we then march 2 miles to our CTA area. blister were killing me so much i wanted to quit. we got there and were getting yelled at to get our bags and run to our platoon formation. we got yelled at some more then were told to go to the platoon bay. we had to stand for 3 hours just listening to our DS talk about how good his last cycle was. then we went to bct chow. the first day was almost over, we ate again and were told to make our bunks. more to come
