Wishing you the best in your new career path. Ah, the good old Army days. Mine were a long time ago, in the 60's like Lin, but I remember them like yesterday. I remember in radio school, they were looking for two types of volunteers. One was for those to go to jump school and the other was to be a helicopter pilot. I was really tempted to do the helicopter pilot thing but found out I would have to go to jump school for that too. This is when I learned that if I did not volunteer for anything, I ususally didn't get picked for anything. Since my name began with W and they usually never got that far going through the alphabet, I was usually OK.
Speaking of volunteering, you have to be careful here. I remember one day the drill sergeant came around asking if any of us knew how to drive. Two guys raised their hands and they were picked to drive wheelbarrows full of dirt all day in a nasty little project.