Military bases and men and women in uniform have always been intimidating to me. Mostly due to the fact that I was raised by a cop and taught that rules are to be followed. Always! I have always followed the law to a tee literally scared to death of getting in trouble. One of the reasons I always got good grades and never got busted by cops as a teenager.
I am still that way.
I freak out when I get pulled over. Never for speeding, but little things like a burnt out tail light, or last spring someone pealed our registration sticker off our license plate. Ben always laughs and says it isn't a big deal... but it is to me.
So military... yeah, a little scary to me. Ben still laughs at me for this, especially now that he is part of it and so am I. But I was really scared when I found out I had to get my military ID to get signed up with insurance... and the closest military base that does it is Hill Air Force Base -- an hour and a half drive away. Not to mention it is so huge it has 3 freeway exits! Three!
When I called to get directions they told me to report to Building 108 with such and such papers that my husband should have signed and sent to me, which luckily he did. So when I got there I was armed with all my papers, a million forms of ID, including my marriage license and my kids birth certs. I wasn't taking any chances!
I almost stopped breathing when I saw 3 cops and uniformed soliders standing at the gate as cars were pulling in and flashing IDs. I panicked for a second realizing I didn't have one! What if I had to have one to get one!!! Oh, no! What if they are really rude about it and I actually get in trouble for trying to get on base! Ahhhh!!!
"How can I help you, Ma'am?" asked one of the cops.
"I need to get my military ID..." I said flashing a nervous smile. My hands were sweating badly.
"Can I see your papers?"
"Papers? What papers do you want to see?" I pulled out my 3 inch binder. "I have them all!" His eyes were wide in disbelief.
"You sure do!" He laughed. HE LAUGHED! Here I was having a heart attack and he was laughing at me.
"I wanted to be prepared," I said in my defense. I started handing him papers until I got to the ones Ben sent me.
"That's what I want to see," he said.
"Well, you should have asked for those in the first place..." I said jokingly, but really meaning it.
"Well, it looks like you are all set. Do you know where you are going?"
"Ummm... yeah, building 108," I told him.
"What? I just called yesterday and that is what they told me!"
"They moved it to building 340."
"Oh, great! How do I get there?" I knew I was doomed the minute the words came out of my mouth.
"Okay, you are going to go straight up this hill until to get to the second light, turn right. Then at the next light turn right. Drive past the BX and turn left at the commisary, drive until you see the BK and it's the building to the left."
Yeah, I got lost.
AND they don't use the initials on the buildings either! What the heck is the BX? Turns out it's the Base Exchange, called PX (Post Exchange in the Army). And BK? You'll never guess this one! Burger King. Why didn't he just call it Burger King? I think he was giving me a hard time on purpose.
At least I found the building... eventually.
Did I mention I had to bring the kids? Yeah, the people in the waiting room wanted to string me up and deploy my kids by the time it was our turn. The boys wouldn't sit in there seats, had me chasing them around and into "off limit" areas. Getting me in trouble... I HATE getting in trouble!! And the military women there, didn't like me. They were so rude! The male soldiers were nice... some a little too nice... maybe that's why the females weren't too happy. Anyway, it was a female who helped me get my ID. As soon as we stepped into her cubical, Sam ran up to her and yelled, "I POOPED!!" She didn't find this funny in the least bit, and glared at me as I was trying to appologize and not laugh.
I pulled out my papers for her, and the boys started crawling under her desk, which made her even dislike us more. I tried to crack a few jokes, but she wasn't falling for it. Oh, well.
FINALLY we got out. I rushed the kids over to BK to change their diapers... they both had poopies by that time. Lucky me.
I have never seen a Burger King busier in my whole life!! It was amazing! Ben told me later, that soldiers LOVE fast food. Figures...
I was relieved to make it back into the car in one piece.
Aside from everything, I really did enjoy my time on base. My favorite part? I LOVED the fact that everyone was religiously going the speed limit! For someone like me who is an anal rule keeper, I was in traffic heaven.
When we got off base, I sighed in relief. Won't be having to do that in a LONG time... what the!!?? I looked at the exparation date on my military card, March 2010. What!? No! I have to come back and do this all again in March! Life sucks sometimes.