Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Drilled Unceremoniously

I'm a disaster at Drill and Ceremony. I suspect I constantly look a bit disheveled, too, though it's not for a lack of trying to be squared away. (My uniforms are over a year old, and saw Iraq with me, so they're a bit care-worn, to be sure.)

A number of the Soldiers in my unit have taken it upon themselves, it seems, to try to look after me, though I'm not sure their efforts will bear fruit that will last.

One Second Lieutenant, in particular, gets pretty exasperated with me because my patrol cap looks pretty goofy. Try as I might, it just never looks as good as almost everyone else's does.

He's a former Marine, which explains a lot.

With great regularity -- despite my having attempted to square it away -- my hat looks goofy, and he'll come up to me, sigh, and try to make it look the way it's supposed to.

It's pretty humiliating.

And pretty funny.

Blessings and peace to one and all,

Fr. Tim, SJ

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Kanani said...

Sounds like they love you.
Funny, you write this. The other day The Hubs wrote to tell me that he's doing some crazy exercise routine with the men half his age. They love him for "trying" even though he can't keep up.

Unknown said...

I love the visual - LOL!

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