Stupid Guest Tricks

GRUMPY PIRATE wrote:Hmm, When I was on an Admirals staff, most of the staff officers (and the Admiral) thought that that THEY were god!

General - Speaks to God on a regular basis
Colonel - Has God's cell number
Major - Can get an appointment with a week's notice
Captain - Able to e-mail God
Second Lieutenant - All mail is rejected by firewall
Senior Noncommissioned Officer - is God
Enlisted man - Is an atheist

hobie16 wrote:General - Speaks to God on a regular basis
Colonel - Has God's cell number
Major - Can get an appointment with a week's notice
Captain - Able to e-mail God
Second Lieutenant - All mail is rejected by firewall
Senior Noncommissioned Officer - is God
Enlisted man - Is an atheist

WOW, i have the navy version of that somewhere, (non-electronic) only a little more detailed.

I'll have to find it for you!!!

hobie16 wrote:I did it all the time when I was a senior NCO and the general command staff thought I was God.

The general command staff was right. NCOs *are* God.

Want to defeat an enemy fast? Kill all the NCOs first. The privates don't want to make war and the officers don't know how.

My father tells of a time just before the Battle of the Bulge (that was in WWII for you young'uns) when two American platoons and three German shared two farmhouses about 50 yards apart. They took turns each morning sending one man down to the stream between them to fill all the canteens. Worked out well for all involved until some moron 2nd Louie showed up and insisted that they all behave as if there were a war going on.

Zazu wrote:Worked out well for all involved until some moron 2nd Louie showed up and insisted that they all behave as if there were a war going on.

I loved the 2nd Louies! They were fun to play with. I was in a brigade HQ that was top heavy with officers. The officers were actually harder on the 2nd LTs then the NCOs were. I had one that seemed to catch on fast so we tried to protect him until he could figure out how to lace his boots.

I went for an annual physical and got a brand new Reserve Captain who was a plastic surgeon at Stanford. We blazed through the check and he asked me if I could do something for him. I said sure and he pulled out his class A uniform jacket and a bag of brass. He had no idea where anything went so I did a pretty good job of putting everything on.

He must have passed inspection because my shot record never disappeared.

Zazu wrote: My father tells of a time just before the Battle of the Bulge (that was in WWII for you young'uns) when two American platoons and three German shared two farmhouses about 50 yards apart. They took turns each morning sending one man down to the stream between them to fill all the canteens. Worked out well for all involved until some moron 2nd Louie showed up and insisted that they all behave as if there were a war going on.

Reminds me of the "Christmas Truce" of 1914.

My dad was at the Battle of the Bulge. He never talks about the war. He only talked about it one time to a male friend of mine who had been in the military as well. He brought out his service gun and showed him and talked quietly with my friend. Whenever I would come up to the table, he would stop talking and would not continue until I left.
sues

I did not notice any power problems while down at WDW. Now my own steam has run out now that I am home and will require a full system reset (nap) and liberal cleaning with wine this weekend to recover.

hah wonder if monorails went out!