Mr KillKill
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One afternoon, after a weekend exercise, my reserve unit was packing away equipment at our depot and one of the Lt’s asked me to act as a guide while he backed one of our trucks into the garage. I did the usual bit of standing at the rear of the truck on the drivers side saying the obligatory “Keep it coming, keep it coming”, and he did… until he eventually hit a small car that I didn’t see (to this day I don’t know why not) “OK hold it there”
He got out took one look at the car and then started jumping around like an organ grinders monkey calling me every name under the sun before finally leaving to fill out the paperwork and leaving me standing there feeling more than a little sheepish.
It was at this stage that our Warrant Officer happened past and asked what was happening, after I told him the story I finished by saying.
“It’ OK sir, I didn’t like the C**T anyway (meaning the Lt)”
“That may be” he replied “but it was my F***ING car and I borrowed it for the weekend from my sister.”
Luckily he was one of the few WO’s who was a decent bloke so didn’t give me too much grief about it.:sorry:
He got out took one look at the car and then started jumping around like an organ grinders monkey calling me every name under the sun before finally leaving to fill out the paperwork and leaving me standing there feeling more than a little sheepish.
It was at this stage that our Warrant Officer happened past and asked what was happening, after I told him the story I finished by saying.
“It’ OK sir, I didn’t like the C**T anyway (meaning the Lt)”
“That may be” he replied “but it was my F***ING car and I borrowed it for the weekend from my sister.”
Luckily he was one of the few WO’s who was a decent bloke so didn’t give me too much grief about it.:sorry: