Seattle Military Entrance Processing Station — Attraction in Seattle

Ah, the Seattle MEPS building. Truly a marvel of modern architecture—if by “modern” you mean “designed by someone who thought fluorescent lighting was a luxury feature.” I mean, who needs natural light when you can bathe in the soft glow of a thousand buzzing lights, right?

Let’s talk about the line. Oh, the line. It’s like a VIP experience, but for a government building. You get to stand there, silently bonding with strangers while you wonder if you’ll ever see daylight again. It’s practically a social experiment on patience and personal space.

And the decor? Minimalism at its finest. It’s so sparse, I’m pretty sure a homeless person would reject it as too bleak. But hey, who needs cozy waiting areas when you can be surrounded by uncomfortable plastic chairs that scream, “You’re going to be here for HOURS”?

But don’t worry, the staff is top-notch. If you like being spoken to like a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of someone’s shoe, then you’re in for a treat. They are efficient, in the way that a malfunctioning vending machine is efficient—doing the bare minimum to get you to your next station.

In conclusion, if you’re looking for a place to feel like a cog in the machine, be treated like a human filing cabinet, and have your faith in public service tested, Seattle MEPS is definitely the place for you. Would I go again? Absolutely, but only if I need a reminder of how lucky I am to...

While the staff weren't necessary "nice," I believe they wanted to see you succeed and complete MEPS. They were working their best to get it done, although being severely understaffed which is the main reason why the process took so long. Only main part I didn't like is that I felt the actual physical checkup seemed a bit rushed, which I found kind of hypocritical because the doctor would periodically check his phone while...

Got a mark on the back of your knee from sitting? Disqualified come back next week due to ECZEMA. Bite your nails? Disqualified, you have anxiety. 4 pounds underweight? NO WAIVER! Irregular toes? Disqualified! Irregular anal orifice? Disqualified! Ashy Knees? Disqualified! In all seriousness this place is a goldmine for good...