Cliché, but where do I start. Plymouth state university? Nope, too soon. Manchester Community College? Nah. Oh, I know, how about the Marine Corps. Sounds about right.
So there I was, 18 years young and ready to take on the world. Except I’m a bit of a self-proclaimed mommas boy and she was not about to let her little boy run fearlessly toward the enemy. So I did what most kids do right after high school. Went to college. Ok let’s just end that there. I hated it! I’ve known for about three years by that point that I wanted to join the Marine Corps and the only reason I went to college was for my mother. So after a year of that I went home and told them the news. I had joined the United States Marine Corps and was shipping off to Paris Island before the years end.
Year one. Boot camp and infantry school was a blur of getting yelled at, headaches, and “hazing.” PT (physical training) happened every morning and possibly again later in the day. Year two. Deployment was a blur of getting yelled at, headaches, and “hazing.” PT (physical training) happened every morning and possibly again later in the day. Year three. I’m a squad leader now! So it was a blur of yelling at people, headaches, and “hazing.” PT (physical training) happened every morning and possibly again later in the day. Year 4-9. Basically the same as year three but more responsibility. So it was a blur of yelling at people, headaches, and “hazing.” PT (physical training) happened every morning and possibly again later in the day. Notice anything?
So I joke about it but I must say I absolutely love the Marine Corps, If I didn’t I don’t think I would currently be serving my third full contract going on 10 beautiful years. I learned more in my time serving then I think a college could ever teach me. About myself, the world, and people. However, the PT we went through had a resonating effect on me. It’s the reason I decided to give college a second shot. Can’t lie, still hate it (audibly laughing as I write this… LOL I believe is the correct term) but I’ve realized that this world just may have more in store for me then totting a gun in questionable countries.
The first thing I realized was that I wanted to start my own gym. So I went to school for Exercise Science and became a personal trainer. I worked in a small gym as a trainer and group instructor and loved it. But yet again I realized that I wanted more. So I decided it was time to make a shift to a more business oriented degree program. And this is where I was introduced to Interdisciplinary Studies. You can read about that shift HERE. After spending about 2 years in that program I realized that it wasn’t that I wanted to own a gym, in fact I just wanted to be my own boss. I believe I got this idea from working for other people and realizing I could do their job better than them. I really noticed that while working in the restaurant business. I have worked in just about every job a bar/restaurant has to offer, and my favorite would have to be bartending.
Once I fully realized this, that’s when it clicked. I need to start my own bar and or restaurant. So here I am getting ready to graduate and yet again ready to take on the world. Coincidentally I’m actually deploying again only one month after graduating (that’s an LOL moment if I’ve seen one) so I guess I’ll hold off for a year. But then, you bet I’ll be ready for it when I return!