Your first 5 minutes at Marine Corps Recruit Depot- San Diego

I remember this like it was yesterday. It was a mix of fear of the unknown, twilight zone is this really happening, and what the fuck have I done. Just when you think you got this shit under control, they ratchet up the intensity. The first few days of receiving barracks lull you into a false sense of security. Because when you meet your regular DIs, the real fun begins. I even got the Private Pyle choke the shit out of me treatment. Good. Fucking. Times.