Yeah, it's easy to laugh at how anal all of this is until you've eaten over a thousand of those meal components and realize with mild awe that they're always edible. I've learned never to take food as a given unless it comes out of one of those brown bags. Our rations are gnarly; best on Earth.
I've probably choked down at least thirty of those brownies.
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Here's a fun story about military nomenclature:
For awhile I worked in the "gun shop" of my unit and thus was in charge of the utterly ridiculous paperwork involved with ordering weapon parts. Just for giggles, I got a little ballsy one day and started making up requests for all sorts of things, including "FLUID, SOUL-CLEANSING, WHISKEY, 750ML BOTTLE, SQUARE, GLASS, TWIST TOP, JACK DANIELS BRAND, OLD NO. 7." and other mildly amusing line items that the company commander signed off on without even reading. You should have seen my arms room, bro... I had authorization for phased plasma rifles, crack rocks, and one pet La Chapacabra. Careful wording of the initial items on an official-looking, properly-formatted document is a great way to really screw with people in the military.
Last edited by Plan9; 05-18-2010 at 11:43 PM..
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