Drill Me.

I once wasted two weeks of my life at a camp for air cadets. It was like being in a pretend military and for the most part, you were being groomed for possible future service. Out of the entire experience of waking up at the crack of dawn, the shitty food, and endless hours of drill practice, I took away two things:

- a $120 cheque from the government for wasting my time
- and being able to apply “hospital corners” to the edges of my bed.