Story #25..... When I was in the eighth grade, my class - TopicsExpress



          

Story #25..... When I was in the eighth grade, my class took a field trip to West Point. I was a wise-ass then and well, I guess I still am. It’s difficult to outgrow. I wore one of those sailor caps, a large Beat Army Button, a large Go Navy button on a P-Coat. It was most amusing to my classmates and most of the cadets. Actually, a few cadets. O.K., maybe one cadet It was loyalty to my brother and after I explained, it did get a laugh from them though. After a brief tour, we all went to the souvenir store. I lingered. There was an opened closet so I had to check it out. There was an opened box of dismissal forms given to cadets when they’re tossed out for various reasons. I, of course slipped one in my pocket. “Why, what a funny joke to send to my brother at the Academy…Ha-Ha” I said to myself. I looked at the reasons that the Commanding Officer would check off. Some of the choices were Grade Point Average, Failure to Follow Orders, Violating the Honor Code, and Extreme Ugliness. Extreme Ugliness?? I assume it meant attitude. It couldn’t mean that you’re not pretty enough but who knows. That had to be the one box that I’d fill out for him. I sent it off to him. I thought it would crack him up besides there was a huge headline: West Point with the army logo. Apparently they use the same form at both Academies. Who knew? Besides, how could you miss the huge “West Point” header? I guess you could if that’s always a constant possibility. My brother panicked and didn’t really notice the West Point header after all. He wasn’t as amused as I was. I think that’s why they call those jackets: Pee-coats. I was recently up in New Jersey. I took my Dad to an Italian restaurant nearby. Of course, I had to make some lame joke to the waitress. She laughed. I usually say “I’m sorry, I’m just a wise guy.” afterwards She slowly backed up and all the patrons turned and stared at me. It was right about then that I realized that you shouldn’t announce that you’re a “wise-guy” in an Italian restaurant in New Jersey, not since the Sopranos
Posted on: Fri, 07 Nov 2014 20:57:56 +0000

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