MTLR wrote:Another guy we went to college with spent most of his tour stoned out of his goddamned mind (he's the one who told us stories about drinking absinthe in Japan, using golden seal root to pass drug tests).
One of two things happened here:
1. He lied his ass off to try to impress a couple of old college buddies. Newsflash: They test for GoldenSeal and other masking agents. Testing positive for GS or another agent is the same as a positive test and you get the boot. This has been policy (in the Navy anyway), since five Gunner's Mates blew themselves up in the 80's on a destroyer in the Mediterranean sea and all five tested positive for drugs post-mortem.
2. He got lucky. Again, I don't know what the policy is for other branches, but in the 1990's, the Navy only got funding for one annual "command sweep" (in other words, everybody) piss test and a handfull of random tests. So the standard procedure, other than the sweeps where they tested every sample, was to only test a box of samples (which contained 8 bottles, as I recall) if one of the bottles in the box was dark or orange in color. In that case they'd test the entire box.
So all you had to do was either not get unlucky enough to have your positive, but clear piss, be in a box with some potheads orange urine, or not be stupid enough to do drugs during the Christmas/New Years leave period, because everyone knew that they'd
always do the command sweep in January
every fucking year.
Of course, they still managed to catch a few knuckleheads. I remember one buddy of mine who was a solid guy and was skilled and knowledgeable at his job, but couldn't leave drugs alone. I was standing in line just in front of him at the annual command sweep and he keeps fidgeting back and forth, crossing his arms and breathing nervously through his nose.
Me(Whispering): What's the problem.
Him(Whispering): What problem, I don't have a problem, why do you think I have a problem, why, do I seem like I have a problem?
*pause*
Me: What.
Him: What.
Me: You weren't stupid were you?
*pause*
*pause*
Him(Hoarse whisper): Dude, I'm tweaking RIGHT NOW!
Me: You're an idiot.
After he got the boot for popping positive, his parents gave him a shitload of money for some reason and he opened up a head shop in Pacific Beach.
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Sorry about the hijack. ...Back to your regularly scheduled thread.
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Look, the Tillmans don't want answers. They already know what happened.
What they don't have is closure so they
really want is some Colonel's job for making up a story.