And for you Marines, the big hand is on the 12 and the little hand is on the five

posted Thu, 19 May 2005

Still sore. Still exhausted. But fun.

There are about 40 in the class. I am one of the few who yells back at Tony, the DI. Most of the others suffer in silence, but I am there for fun.

This morning, Tony was hassling Sally about her shorts. I asked what the problem was. He didn't like that they said "USAF" on them. Being an Air Force brat, I took offense. "Weren't you good enough to get into the Air Force?" I asked. "You know, if you put on those shorts, your IQ goes up 50 points."

"You've been asking for it, haven't you, Class Factotum?" he answered. "Keep talking -- I can make it hard on you if you want."

"Bring it on," I said.

“What’s that pink mat you're using?” he demanded. “Barbie’s first exercise mat? What’s that all about?”

“If you use a pink mat,” I told him, “your IQ goes up 100 points.”