Stop! Or I'll write a Report! (Part 2)

So I'm walking along yesterday at work on a cold, rainy day, and suddenly it
hits me.. I'm cold, wet and miserable. I haven't eaten in hours, and
I've walked about ten miles and my feet hurt. I wear a stupid
uniform, and my life consists of waiting for the radio to tell me to
go to where ever there is trouble.

My God, I'm back in the infantry!