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Gather all ye round, sit thine person and listen the harrowing tale of Rice0031's recruiting adventures.
Now that I mention it, it really wasn't harrowing, but it sounds so much more dramatic this way.
Twas a time, nigh 7 months ago, that a fine young fellow by the moniker Rice0031 decided to embark upon the recruiting process of his fine country's great army. Ok enough of this "ye olde English" bit.
In February (2006) I, for my own reasons, decided that I wanted to be part of Canada's military. Originally I was interested in joining the communications reserve. However, after thinking about it I changed my mind from that to the combat arms.
So, after making up my mind, I strolled down to CFRC Ottawa and put in my papers. About one week later I was contacted and scheduled for my CFAT for the following week. After successfully completing the CFAT, and qualifying for almost any trade I would like, I was scheduled for my medical and interview.
These two tests took place approximately 2 weeks after the aptitude test. The interview was with a captain who made me feel at ease quite quickly; he knew what he was doing. The interview was not long, and ended with words along the lines of "well, Mr. Rice0031, I find you suitable to be a member of the infantry in the Canadian Forces". I was quite thrilled with the outcome of the recruiting process at this point in time.
Then, the medical. They did the standard "are you dying?" physical check-up to ensure I was in good health. The examiner found, what he described to me as, "a possible low-level heart murmur." And this is where things get nuts. But I won't get into that, this is not a rant. To sum it up: several cardiologist appointments later (the first few appointments got cancelled by the doctor), along with consultations from my GP (who had the results of the cardiologist appointments), it turns out that not only do I not have a heart-murmur, I'm in perfect health. No heart issues whatsoever.
Shortly thereafter I did the fitness test. I passed that no problem at all. Once again, I was very excited. The months-long detour that I was forced to take due to the medical portion (which, I have no quarrel with, I was just frustrated that appointments got cancelled, thus slowing down the process drastically), however, brought me very close to the summer start date for BMQ.
It was too late, I had not completed my testing phase swift enough to make the cut-off date.
Looking on the bright side, I had more time to train and shape up before BMQ. Which I did.
And now here I am, waiting to be sworn in. I've been contacted by the unit I am joining, and I was informed that I should be getting "the call" today to set a date for my swear-in.
The (finally he's done talking!) End
I am still very excited, and I guess the anxiety prompted this lame, horribly-articulated story.
I guess that, and a combination of a 3 hour gap between classes.
--Rice
EEK: FORGOT TO SPELL CHECK!!
Now that I mention it, it really wasn't harrowing, but it sounds so much more dramatic this way.
Twas a time, nigh 7 months ago, that a fine young fellow by the moniker Rice0031 decided to embark upon the recruiting process of his fine country's great army. Ok enough of this "ye olde English" bit.
In February (2006) I, for my own reasons, decided that I wanted to be part of Canada's military. Originally I was interested in joining the communications reserve. However, after thinking about it I changed my mind from that to the combat arms.
So, after making up my mind, I strolled down to CFRC Ottawa and put in my papers. About one week later I was contacted and scheduled for my CFAT for the following week. After successfully completing the CFAT, and qualifying for almost any trade I would like, I was scheduled for my medical and interview.
These two tests took place approximately 2 weeks after the aptitude test. The interview was with a captain who made me feel at ease quite quickly; he knew what he was doing. The interview was not long, and ended with words along the lines of "well, Mr. Rice0031, I find you suitable to be a member of the infantry in the Canadian Forces". I was quite thrilled with the outcome of the recruiting process at this point in time.
Then, the medical. They did the standard "are you dying?" physical check-up to ensure I was in good health. The examiner found, what he described to me as, "a possible low-level heart murmur." And this is where things get nuts. But I won't get into that, this is not a rant. To sum it up: several cardiologist appointments later (the first few appointments got cancelled by the doctor), along with consultations from my GP (who had the results of the cardiologist appointments), it turns out that not only do I not have a heart-murmur, I'm in perfect health. No heart issues whatsoever.
Shortly thereafter I did the fitness test. I passed that no problem at all. Once again, I was very excited. The months-long detour that I was forced to take due to the medical portion (which, I have no quarrel with, I was just frustrated that appointments got cancelled, thus slowing down the process drastically), however, brought me very close to the summer start date for BMQ.
It was too late, I had not completed my testing phase swift enough to make the cut-off date.
Looking on the bright side, I had more time to train and shape up before BMQ. Which I did.
And now here I am, waiting to be sworn in. I've been contacted by the unit I am joining, and I was informed that I should be getting "the call" today to set a date for my swear-in.
The (finally he's done talking!) End
I am still very excited, and I guess the anxiety prompted this lame, horribly-articulated story.
I guess that, and a combination of a 3 hour gap between classes.
--Rice
EEK: FORGOT TO SPELL CHECK!!
