I guess one thing I can appreciate my National Service's mundanity is the great equalising it does to everyone. Equally bald heads, a common routine, a communal living and recreation space, a fixed lights out time.. Crudely speaking, our individualities are commanded to be surpressed into the crowd. This is reinforced by punishments we get for moving in sedia position because we disrupt the stillness, not marching in step with the rest and simply just being punished as an entire group because a single person did something wrong/un-uniform. 

And I appreciate it, because seriously, how often can one get such a lesson in humility? The trainee phase of national service, the time when one is really just the "lowest lifeform" in the training academy. Such treatment is a good reminder to think about the state of man before God. In the words of Paul, "For who regards you as superior? What do you have that you did not recieve? If then you recieved it, why do you boast as if you had not recieved it?" (1 Corinthians 4:7)