Yep. My cousin joined the Army with the written promise that she’d get to travel. They stuck her in a typing pool in New Jersey. She was having none of that. She was relentless, and they had to give her an honorable discharge. Her brother joined the Air Force. He specifically told them he wanted to work on jets in a very cold climate. They sent him to Arkansas, where he scraped off paint with hazardous chemicals for his entire tour.
I wanted to join but they wouldn’t let me take home my own nuclear weapons.
I told them, “Second Amendment, bitches, now give me my nuke.”
I once met a guy who was trained for combat in the arctic before being shipped off to fight in Vietnam.