Oh you know. When you have little dirt bags with dirty rooms who are just general shitty Marines. Sometimes you toss mattresses off third story barracks cat walks. Or you have them cover an align the rock garden. Or you white glove inspect the most ridiculous places till it's spotless (sometimes going alllll night). Or once you get really mad because they still suck you toss the entire room and inspect at 4 am. So on and so forth.
So I'm on KP, right? Tired as fuck. We get a lull and me and my battle on duty with me sit down on a couple of milk crates. Next thing i know i open my eyes (don't remember even closing them) and a DS is staring into my face. He starts going off and my battle is still passed the fuck out snoring. I kick him and he literally jumped up into parade rest. Fucking lol... man he scuffed us up. Good times.