A reminiscence about an old job.
I was talking with a friend and in his shop and it happened he had a few old medals in a display case and it made me think of the joke about winning them at the battle of eBay…
Anyway..I commented on the medals in the case and since he’s a veteran with medals of his own I told him a story about all the warrant officers in my company office many years ago:
All of them were retired regular forces who were working as class B reservists and they all had long eventful careers…except for one, we’ll call him X, and he had been a reservist who had never gotten too far from home during his career. When they were in dress uniform there were a lot of medals hanging on their chests…except for X who had his CD for long service but nothing else.
The razzing was along the lines of this: “Hey, how come X doesn’t have anything but a CD?” “I think it’s because you have to leave Vancouver Island to get anything else!” “Hey X, how come you have nothing else? The company clerk has a Queen’s Medal for goodness sake!”
I bumped into one of my former colleagues while buying gas years ago and apparently X went to Afghanistan so he has something to go with his CD now. Good for him.
Something my friend said in that conversation will be the topic of another post.