IDF Cadet Can’t Believe Everyone Wore Same Outfit To Basic Training

“It’s hard for me to grasp how absolutely everyone in this unit made the same exact fashion choice.”

Nitzanim, May 21 – New recruit 18-year-old Ori Harari expressed dismay and shock that everyone in his unit seems to have worn identical clothes to boot camp, local sources reported Thursday.

Harari and his fellow cadets are set to begin their basic training regimen today, toward eventual deployment in an infantry unit. The Kfar Sava native first noticed the similarity between his and a roommate’s attire only belatedly, as the group of trainees had been roused before daylight to begin their ordeal. Within minutes of dawn, however, the fashion faux pas had become evident, and Harari voiced both revulsion at the development and disbelief that none of the other 80 assembled recruits seemed to bat an eye at it.

“He keeps muttering something about ‘olive green’ and ‘drab,'” said Erez Mor, also 18, between pushups. “I’m not sure what that’s about.”

Eyewitnesses confirmed that everyone in the unit appears to be wearing the same color and style of garments, including the same strips of fabric looped around their epaulets and the same color and style lace-up boots. Several older members of the unit have subtly different markings on various parts of their shirts, but other than chevrons or stripes on the sleeves, even those outfits inexplicably match those of the fresh recruits.

“I’ve never seen anything like this before,” panted Harari as he jogged with the rest of the unit up a desolate, rocky hill. “Back in high school no two people would be caught dead wearing the same shirt, or even the same shoes to school. We just don’t do that. We’re individuals. Here it’s weird – not only does nobody seem to care that we’ve all put on the same boring outfit, nobody even notices how ugly it is.” Harari specifically pointed to the way the olive-green shirt and trousers clashed horribly with the almost fluorescent green of the epaulet strips, and the unsightly way in which the strips were clumsily tied or pinned to the epaulets.

“I know when I woke up this morning I just grabbed whatever was around, because I knew we were in kind of a hurry,” he recalled. “But it’s hard for me to grasp how absolutely everyone in this unit made the same exact fashion choice. Most of us don’t even know each other. How is it possible that a guy like me from Kfar Saba would own, let alone independently choose, the same style and color everything as dozens of guys from Haifa, Bet Shean, Ashkelon, Netivot, Givat Shmuel, and wherever else? This makes no sense.”

At press time, Harari was looking around to see whether anyone else had noticed the positively hideous color that had been chosen for the plates in the mess tent.