Has he lost his mind? Can he see or is he blind?

"So we're on the FOB up north, cruising over to billets to draw a tent, grab our rucks and rack out for the night. It rains heavy up north now, almost everyday. The FOB we usually take trucks to is a dusty, man-made KBR dump. When it rains it turns into a mud pit, and the entrance into the parking lot for gun trucks has mostly washed away. There are 4 foot deep trenches flanking either side of the entrance, and now the turn in is so narrow that a humvee can't fit through without taking one trench or the other. I did not see that it was deep on both sides; just my side on the left side of the truck because the driver in an 1151 cannot see the right side of the truck because of the radio brackets. I hit it on the right side, and Shitty TC flips the fuck out. He screams over the radio (everyone in the truck has a headset with microphone capable of talking on truck internal, escort internal or theater net local), and when I park, immediately jumps out and comes over and yells at me about 2 inches from my head."
Fobbits need Ice Cream