The most nausiating aspects of Civvy Street

Returning to civil life after a full career is a traumatic experience for some. Here are some of the things I found most difficult to adapt to:

1, How the most untalented and inadequate will seek to advance themselves by propelling trivia into the rarefied stratosphere of importance. The level of his or her inadequacy measurable by the degree of trivia to which he seeks to attach an importance.

2, Being reminded of the demonstrably obvious fact that 'your not in the Army now mate' by a semi-literate 'jobsworth' who has just given you the best impression yet of a jumped up little tin God normally endured by those undergoing basis training.

3, Encountering more screaming Corporals and RSM's occupying 'non-jobs' than you ever encountered in the Military.

Anyone had similar experiences?

Regards and best wishes
Iolis, I have a very good story regarding point number 2. Gather round now.......My mates old man, we'll call him 'Bob' Ex Infantry and spent 6 years in the signal wing, left as platoon Sergeant, gets a thurs/fri/sat evening job at a cinema doing 'security' basically ejecting little brats and drunkards etc, you know the craic. Easy money, little to no trouble, cushy number. After being in the job for a couple of weeks the shift pattern changes and he meets the new weekend manager. A 20 year old smarmy, grinning tw*t, who truly believes that he is 'the man'. After enduring a week or so of 'Rambo'/army jokes, my mates old man tips up for work as usual, the tw*t is there. 'Bob' checks his radio and it starts to squak and whistle, manager steams down the stairs and starts screeching "what the f*ck are you doing....." etc. To which 'bob' replies, "its always a good idea to do a quick radio check on your equipment, I used quite a bit of this stuff in my time" To which the little wan*er of a manager guessed it. "Your not in the Army now, are you 'Bob'"!! That was the straw that crushed the camels back, manager is launched into the rather large assortment of Pick 'n' Mix and there endeth 'Bob's' employment with the company. A truly nice bloke but could never and has never been able to adapt back to civilian life.
Sound pretty justifed to me, any Im a f**king civvy!
The perception of the Military by Civilians who have had no contact with us, is that we all run about in Battle Dress and Ammo Boots shouting and
screaming at each other. Just look at any Sun/Express/Mail cartoon.
The media have a lot to answer for!
Here are some of the things I found most difficult to adapt to:

1. Getting out of the car and stamping both feet down as if I'm still wearing boots and elastics :D

2. Not being able to march up the corridor any more :x
My husband spent nine years in the Royal Marines when his service ended he thought every one was a civilian except him 30+ years on he is still of the same opinion.And the shoes still get polished thoroughly.
I loved my 7 years in the ambulance service (after 7 years regs) and hated the "civvies" so much I'm back in.... LOL
Having to listen to the cnut's griping on about how hard done by they are,How they can just about live on the money they get off the state & the ultimat civvie w***er.......
Fishfinger wrote:

"You're a soldier for life, it's just the uniform that changes"

A most astute and accurate observation my friend - in civil life, the uniform is known as a 'Dress Code'
Iolis said:
Fishfinger wrote:

"You're a soldier for life, it's just the uniform that changes"

A most astute and accurate observation my friend - in civil life, the uniform is known as a 'Dress Code'
I have to second that. I still do the stamping thingy when I stand up or exit a car.
I've now managed to rid myself of the habit of buckling my belt over my hip, like a stable-belt. :D

Civvies can sometimes be nauseating, true. And a lot of them don't understand that squaddies quickly develop a very sensitive büllshit-detector, since you can't fool your mates for long in the British Army. They're then highly surprised when you tell them they're talking bollix!

a sh*t day in the army is a sh*t day with mates. A good day in civvy strasse doesn't even come close to being as good as a sh*t day in the army.


realising most civvies think integrity is something by calvin klein

having handled, instructed, planned and conducted live fire exercises, then having to be given hse inductions for sitting in a chair and using an effing keyboard

50% of excuses to the long haired general automatically defunct
Well, I can tell you this! 30 odd years ago I left the colours and it was the biggest mistake of my life! However, I can tell those of you who are also about to leave, one thing is quite certain. You will stay in contact with your muckers! You will turn to ARRSE and others and grab at most things military! Why? Once a soldier, always a soldier and yep, my shoe,s are polished, I still stamp my feet when getting out the car and I,ve turned into a grumpy ol man. Just like most of us lot! Keep the faith comrades! :wink:
Well, said banjotrooper.I've been out since 87,own 2 ex military vehicles,one i drive everyday.Also a member of "the Military Vehicle Trust"....and guess who's in charge of puttin up the ex-army marquee.Once the "green" is in your blood,you can't get rid of
Iolis said:
Anyone had similar experiences?

I found supervising criminals for the criminal justice system a doddle but the guys that had been at it for years were jealous at my ability to motivate twice as many as them with half the effort, resulting in them trying to drop me in the sh*t at every opportunity.

I now live & work abroad:)
Jack Cu*ts you come across that are not used to you laying down the law and telling them how it is because they've been continuously aloud to get away with it because no one else has been willing to stand up to them.I hate Lazy F*ckers...


The last time I left the Army, I had a pretty rapid promotion in my civvy job. This was down to my attitude, the amount of quals and experience I had and the level of qualification I was studying for part time whilst holding the job down. It didn't feel that my approach to employment and career was anything different to what I had always done. The c*nts who I worked with did though. What a bunch of spiteful whining children they were. I couldn't breath without one of them getting upset. When I started in the role I was promoted to, it took them six weeks to even speak to me. None of them had ever met me. One of them eventually spoke and when he did I wanted to punch him. He told me that 'they were going to give me a chance to prove myself' Really? It was non stop whining and f*cking about. The whole episode took 18 months to wear me down. I got so fed up of it and the 'blind eye' taken by by line manager, that I went back to the Army.

It wasn't any better there either. When I got back in, one fat f*cker (whose name is the same as the former drummer of Genesis) put it about that I was only back in as I had been sacked from my civvy job. I put him right in the picture. The same fat f*cker is now a civvy and has actually stopped me getting a job just recently. You just cannot win. I'm sure that there's some good civvies out there, but I haven't met any yet. I don't fall for the good ex squaddies either. Most I have met so far have been insecure self centred little c*nts. They obviously fell right into civvy street without any problem whatsoever.

Some of the questions that I've been asked at job interviews have just made me want to get over the table and do them with the pointy end of a clasp knife.

Perhaps civvy street isn't for me, but after my last posting in the mob, neither is the Army. Out here, it's not what you know, but who you know. That was said to me on countless occasions by lads who had left over the years before me. It's the most honest statment I've ever heard. It gets me when you are being interviewed by f*ckers who haven't got half the qualifications or experince yet they sit there pontificating over you and looking down thier noses at your quals.

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