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Riiiiiight....
You know, come to think of it, I had noticed somewhat of a shift in my blog the last few months or so. I dunno if it was going from my best attempts at telling a few stories word for word to talking in my own 'voice'. It might come as a surprise to some, but I am not nearly as... colorful as most of the Marines, soldiers, and sailors out there. Heh, some say, "It's always the quiet ones you gotta watch out for...", and I guess in my case it sometimes is proven true.
That's not to say that I can't string a few interesting words together, now and then. It's just that I guess I would have to say that I pick my moments. I also was a pretty firm believer in the phrase, 'publicly praise, privately punish'. If my boys did good, I'd let them (and others) know about it. If they messed up, I'd pull 'em aside and fix it. If they really pooched something, well, sometimes you had to deal with it then and there.
I nominally got into 'trouble', once (yeah, just once), and it took me a few seconds to realize that the SNCO was giving my hell for... wait for it... not being mean enough.
*ahem*
If he had just walked around the back of the tents 3 hours earlier, he would have seen me about knee deep in a pair of Lance Criminals that had really torqued me off. He also would have heard another Sergeant stop by after I had told my guys to disappear, 'Shit, man, you scared the hell outta me! I was having friggin' boot camp flashbacks!'
If he could see me now, he would be happy to learn that I do know a few words, like oh say these from the front. page. of. my. blog.
"Kill Fuckers and Break Stuff", "Big Green Weenie", "Fuck that Shit", "...take it up the stink", and, "Crap".
Blog Cuss-O-Meter, my ass.
That's not to say that I can't string a few interesting words together, now and then. It's just that I guess I would have to say that I pick my moments. I also was a pretty firm believer in the phrase, 'publicly praise, privately punish'. If my boys did good, I'd let them (and others) know about it. If they messed up, I'd pull 'em aside and fix it. If they really pooched something, well, sometimes you had to deal with it then and there.
I nominally got into 'trouble', once (yeah, just once), and it took me a few seconds to realize that the SNCO was giving my hell for... wait for it... not being mean enough.
*ahem*
If he had just walked around the back of the tents 3 hours earlier, he would have seen me about knee deep in a pair of Lance Criminals that had really torqued me off. He also would have heard another Sergeant stop by after I had told my guys to disappear, 'Shit, man, you scared the hell outta me! I was having friggin' boot camp flashbacks!'
If he could see me now, he would be happy to learn that I do know a few words, like oh say these from the front. page. of. my. blog.
"Kill Fuckers and Break Stuff", "Big Green Weenie", "Fuck that Shit", "...take it up the stink", and, "Crap".
Blog Cuss-O-Meter, my ass.
1 comment:
LOL- Murph, anymore I almost 'think' our salty language is the norm (not that I'd use it in front of a Lady); especially with some of the crap I hear coming out of the kids mouths these days... sigh...
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