That happened to me, however it was during basic at Fort Jackson back in 1965 and the agents were called drill sergeants.:^)
Well you know what they used to day to Moms, "If your son goes to Nam write to him. If he goes to Fort Jackson pray for him."
I went in the army with 4 buddies. They all went to Fort Jackson for AIT and BUT while I got sent to Fort Dix. At Dix you got to live in Pink Palaces with the New York elite. Of course the New York elite were slumming in Jersey at the time. It is amazing what clean living can do for you. Actually all I did was introduce a company clerk at Knox to a friend of mine... a Mr Daniels, named Jack. He got me a ticket to New Jersey.
They told me there were mosqitoes at Fort Jackson that could pull a duce and a half out of a swamp with out injuring its stinger. But I never believed it.