I told mope that I was going to join the Navy like my grandfather. I had an inkling that I would need my medication for long long time. It was the perfect cover and I was dying to get away from my home town.
Let's get really honest here. I don't think I would have passed the running fitness test at that time - I was fresh from rehab. But when I was training I was in fine shape and I clung to some hope I could get back in shape.
I passed the written test and eye test. Then the interview came before the physical test. I said I would like to be a writer or my next choice was logistics supply, which took my eye. The interview officer said he did not know if I was bright enough for the writers position even though he did not know my pass Mark or much about me aside from my exam results. A writer deals with the legal and financial paperwork like a human resources role. There was a long waiting list for this position.
I understand that if he was going by my highers then he had every right to doubt me. He was more than compliant with me second choice. I did not apply myself in fifth year and I became depressed and hedonistic.
He sensed my heart wasn't in it too. I made a choice to follow a different path and many people thought I was wasting my potential. But I didn't fool everyone. Thanks Team America.