Don't you believe it!
Hey Kids... My name is Sergeant Dingleberry. I'm an unbearable prick!
Now let's say that you've enlisted an things aren't working out as well as you'd like them to. You'd like to find an easy way out, and there are so many to choose from, but two dreaded words are looming over you like the grim reaper threatening to steal your life away. Dishonorable Discharge. Sounds scary right? Well, don't you worry your pretty little head because most of the crap they force feed you about dishonorable discharges is NOT true!
I was told time and time again that if I were to receive this dreaded life sentence that I would never be able to attend college.. anywhere! That I would never get a job, ever again! I was basically told that if you received a dishonorable discharge you would die cold and alone on some remote street corner somewhere. But that's not true.. most dying homeless veterans I've met are decorated war heroes, not shameful castaways.
I'll tell you from my personal experience... and since the end of my active duty, I've been on a lot of job interviews and had a lot of different jobs. But never once did the question arise, during an interview, of the type of discharge I was awarded. At the most, they've looked at my military service, asked what branch I was in, and moved on to the next question. And here's why. Most people have never been in the military. They went to college. That's why they're interviewing you! Most people, I feel, when speaking to a military veteran feel a combination of pity, pride, and caution. Don't want to piss somebody off by asking them too much about their service. They just might have a flashback and kill everyone in the mall.
So, no need to worry. And, by the way, if you're looking for an easy way out, don't kill yourself. I've seen too many stupid people attempt suicide over something as small and meaningless as their military service. After it's all over.. life goes on. Don't let them win by taking your own. Just come into work smoking a fat dooby, blow the smoke in your commanding officer's face, and ask "Where can a brotha get some cheetos up in this Beotch!"