An Orgy of One

"How the hell can I expect to get into law school if I can't even finish the crossword puzzle in the Stars and Stripes?"

Posted by Joe Dirtbag at 12:17 PM | Permalink | Comments

This story is funny. Reminds me of a fairly common printout that I've seen posted on walls, usually accompanying a photo of R. Lee Ermey:

"This is my reflective belt. There are many like it but this one is mine. My reflective belt is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my reflective belt is useless. Without my reflective belt I am useless. I must wear my reflective belt. My reflective belt makes me luminous to my enemy, who is trying to kill me. Before God I swear this creed: my reflective belt and myself are defenders of my country, we are the masters of my enemy, we are the saviors of my life. So be it, until there is no enemy, but peace. Amen."

After being in the Army for a while, you get used to rules that a) must be followed no matter what and b) are highly inconvenient for everyone involved and c) are so poorly thought-out that the rule actually fails in its original purpose.

Posted by Joe Dirtbag at 3:30 PM | Permalink | Comments