I couldn’t imagine jumping out of a perfectly good plane sober.
“...jumping out of a perfectly good plane sober”
We were on a static chute line with a bunch of guys lined up behind you. So if you did not jump immediately when it’s your turn, then you got pushed out.
And our orders during our first jump were to trash talk the first “leg” (non-airborne Army guys) you see after landing.
All in good fun of course.
Ahh... good times, good times!