In the Army Now - The joy of the Armed ForcesI've never been a soldier. I was an air cadet once, but that mostly involved sitting in a mouldy hut learning about aeroplane engines with the hint that one day we might go flying.
Yet, anyone who has spent time defending their nation, or at least drinking bromide-laced-tea for their nation, must have stories to tell. Tell them now.
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chthonic, Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
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It wasn't mebut when we were 16, my then best friend Jim decided the Army was for him where-as I went to do A-Levels. Of course, he's getting paid and I'm not, so the 1st time he comes back from Germany (his 1st post) he's driving a MR2 and has enough cash to take me out for the entire week. I'm on £40 a week from my part time job.
So resenting him for that, and the fact that we never see each other, the friendship wanes.
Come on 4 years, and I'm in the boozer, drinking away with some mates and in comes James with some Army mates. Starts being the, ahem, "big tough squadie" in front of everyone in the pub. His mates pi55 off everyone and they generally create a right tis-was. He wasn't the most popular bloke before (big gob that ran him into trouble) but this put the locals in a distinctly on-edge mood.
Trouble was, he decided to try and take advantage of a young girl from the village in the pub beer garden; she was no more than 16, with some very large brothers. Cut a long story short, and those who live in small villages will know what I mean, him and his mates received such a kicking that I never actually saw him again.
I have recently heard that he is still in the Army, but now behind a desk somewhere.
(, Thu 23 Mar 2006, 19:58, Reply)
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