Jaybeee
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ORIGINAL: Jaybeee Wait wait...you're telling me you've got an actual grunt taking orders from you? A WOMAN???? Christ, it took me five minutes or so to stop quaking with laughter to get around to typing this out. Does his C/O know Much apart from the inherent conflict of interests in taking commands from another source, however unofficial, that just hits the funny bone at SO many levels, I can't count. LP, I just want to thank you for starting my day with such a belly-laugh. A military sub. It's pretty miserable weather out but you just lit a fire in my heart. My only worry is I've got heavy, fast-changing traffic to contend with for an hour, and try as I might to get these giggles out the way, inevitably some image of a marine goose-stepping around your bedroom in his upper body dress uniform, but wearing nothing below except nappies, is going to wander through my brain - I just hope it happens when the lights are red. You make me wish Sat-Nav could take over the complete steering of the car, and I could just sit in the car screaming with laughter on the phone to some mates... Geeez, in a few years some plagiarist is gonna take that idea and depict the scene in 'Harold and Kumar 4 Get Laid' or something...think we'll see a penny in royalties? I think not. Sailor uniforms...oh help me, I think I'd better get a cab in this morning.... :) Well, I'm glad you've got something to keep you warm. I get Mine from other areas. As for taking orders from other sources, let Me familiarize you with a term that is very well known for those of us on this side of the pond regarding military spouses. They call it Household Six. They call it that because most military spouses are the ones that are very competent running the household at home (they have to be due to various deployments over the years) and while they don't really hold an official rank, certainly do have power. What happens at home has a lot of effect on soldiers, and even the military recognizes that. That's not even the BDSM angle. That's your everyday variety of marriage. There are a number of military people (past and present) involved in BDSM of both genders on both sides of the kneel. If you ever want to have an intelligent conversation about it, we can have a discussion of how it falls under Don't Ask, Don't Tell (currently under injunction) the same as other alternative lifestyles. Nice to know that you have so little respect for female Dominants or their male submissives. I strongly doubt you find it nice, just as strongly as I doubt there is any incentive for me to discuss military matters with some armchair general, let alone a housewife, much less still one who openly admitted to marrying/raising members of the military, or that I'd find intelligent discourse with either conversation partner. Now, if you remember I had to take a cab in, thanks to you. I'm still grinning, I mentioned you to the driver, and guess what??? To my initial horror, the little fucker turned out to by a ex-squaddie, who was based in Wilston Barracks or somewhere. According to him his Lt Colonel lives in the same house-share as he does and they both hated their time in the forces. Apparently he'd never been called up for active duty and spent most of the time sweeping garages and leaves off the street. Got out into civvy street in 2005, and found themselves chronically unemployable despite extensive experience/training in field medecine, and despises his former employer for having forced over a third of his team into alcoholism/heavy drinking, with most of their "war-widows" fucking away from home, getting pregnant with other men and the whole thing spiralling into divorce and domestic violence. And according to him, he's one of the lucky ones, I asked him about his friends who went to Iraq, and he started to choke up and repeated "James...James", without telling me who the hell "James" was. His eyes had this strange, glazed over look, it was a bit unsettling. Anyway, I decided to let the matter rest there. Well, the fella gave me a 20% off the my usual fare, extended his arm and thanked me for "seeing what it's all about really", as he put it. I have to say, it was the weirdest feeling to actually be shaking the hand of an ex-grunt, but a part of me felt sorry for him. I looked back around and he drove a bit erratically out of the car park. Thank you again, LP, for today. It's been damn interesting, to put it mildly.
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