Just met mine today - I think I was having a minor heart attack in the process but I didnt really think of it until I got in the car later. Was wondering if anyone else had the same experience?
We stand on the shoulders of giants. The first Team Sergeant I met was a big bear of a man from Tennessee who was on his way out to a SOCEUR position. He looked at me and said, "Sir, good job on PT, you are good with the guys...now go gain about ten more pounds of muscle...oh by the way, what's your ethnic background?" After I explained the melting pot that is my family tree he said "Good, we don't have one of those...we've got the entire color wheel on the team, you'll fit right in." HA!
Words cannot describe my next team sergeant and Warrant officer (Chief). Both were former 18D medics who had kept up relatively well with credentialing. Both were MFF guys, over 40, both Ranger-qualified, and between the two of them they have 16 combat deployments. To say I was in awe was an understatement. Case in Point: My Battalion Commander called me "the luckiest son-of-a-bitch in Group" for being paired with those two.
Best 27 months of my life. Period the end.