[jerry]

Quote:       Originally Posted by Dallas

Hey Jerry, how long did it take for the doctor to get your boot out of that airmans back side?

I never really have to put it in that far We have the ocassional goof ball, but pretty high speed troops (For AF/ANG)
Z man and Andy, funny stuff. That's the kind of stuff I was hoping to generate.

[danf6975]

you know , we used to call that a kiwi injection

[samuel]

One incident I heard was a sergeant sent a private to the captains office for some papers and told him take the sergeants bike.The trip could have been made in 5min riding a bike.The private returned about a half hour later and the sergeant reamed him out for taking so long and then asked his excuse."I can't ride a bike",explained the private. ,,,sam.

[jerry]

Now that's funny

[huffmanite]

Had a Bn Sgt Major at Ft. Benning who liked to come into our building where I worked in an S-2 section and buy a Butterfinger candy bar two or three times a week from candy machine close to my office. Often he'd sit and chat with me, a private first class, while eating the candy bar. He was a hoot to chat with, but I had seen him in action before, chewing on someone. Not a pretty sight. Heck, I'd observed him speaking to our Bn commander, a Lt. Colonel, and although I was too far away to hear his words to the Colonel, the Sgt Majors body language told me, darn he's giving it to the Colonel about something. LOL, the Colonel had his head down, like a kid taking it from his father.

One day, he'd just sat down to eat a candy bar when my phone rang. It was the colonel wanting the Sgt. Major ASAP. Sgt. Major left immediately, leaving the unopened candy bar on my desk.

I guarded the candy bar for several days waiting for the Sgt. Major to return. Then one day, something had happened and I had missed lunch. That afternoon, too hungary to resist, I started eating the candy bar. Just about finished eating it when phone rang. It was the Sgt. Major wanting to know if his candy bar was still on my desk. I darn near spit the candybar remaining in my mouth across the room when he asked about the candy bar. Yes Sgt Major, I replied, I still have the candy bar. Good, he says, I'm coming over to get it in a few minutes.

Panic!!!!! I jump from behind my desk, run to candy machine just to discover I didn't have enough change to buy another candy bar. Off thru our building I run trying to find some change. Darn near knocked down a Lt., who'd stepped out of an office into the hallway when I was running down it. I never slowed down, just replying to his yelling at me, sorry Lt., later, I have an emergency right now.

Lucky for me a guy in S-3 office had some change. I snatched it from his hand and
took off running back to the candy machine and bought the candy bar. Just as I was entering my office, I could see the Sgt. Major come thru the front door of our building.

He came into my office, sat down, and we pleasantly chatted while he ate the candy bar. Later, I explained to the Lt, that I'd nearly knocked down, what had happened. He howled laughing at my story, saying he'd run over anyone too trying to find change.

[jerry]

yep, don't be messi'n with no Sgt Majors candy bar.

[Joe Brainard]

Huffman, that's the funniest story I've heard in a long time!

[huffmanite]

Brainard, Yes one of my better stories, but my story about day I was stuck in charge of a detail to paint inside of an officers only latrine next to the 9th Division headquarter building at Dong Tam, Vietnam is really a hoot.

[SwedeSteve]

There was not "top" where I was stationed. He was back at McDill AFB in FLA. We operated with only enlisted and a Major. We had lost the greatest buffer-zone or umbrella available to a company/ TF of soldiers. I remember some really icehole 1SG's in my years, but I remember dealing without one as well !! A group of Grunts need a 1SG !! I served much later as an Acting for 13 months. I talked the talk, and most importantly, walked the walk. The CSM chewed my ass on a daily basis, but I served my joes. To every 1SG, or First shirt, or whatever you guys call them, I salute you, and offer you a beer at my house any day, at any time.

[david.b]

Quote:       Originally Posted by andy*

<snip> set the alarm.... So here comes the Colonel down to my platoon, when all of a sudden ITS A SMALL WORLD AFTER ALL starts to play.<snip>

Sounds like a good way to show the CO what you think about redundant formations and inspections without purpose. My wife is looking for a mikey-mouse watch tonight on Ebay which might see some use. Thanks for the idea

[andy*]

Hey David, 1st Sergeant F-------- was a excellent example of a hard-charging, work your way up to the top, take care of your troops NCO. He always led the way.
I learned how to a NCO from watching him. A good 1st Sergeant can make the difference in the life or death of a Rifle Company. Andy

[TinCan Assasin]

I still remember my CSM telling me "Say POP!" "Say again, Sergeant Major?" "You heard me, say POP!" "POP, Sergeant Major!" "That is the sound of your head coming out of your ***! Now get outa my office!" "YES, Sergeant Major!"

TCA