| A busload of new recruits arrived at the reception center, and was
greeted by an old drill sergeant. He began his speech: "Welcome to Fort Dix,
men. From now on, I want you to think of the Army as your family and as
your home." Hearing this, one of the recruits broke formation, sat down and lit a cigarette. "Private, what on earth are you doing?" asked the sergeant. "Well," said the private, "I`m just making myself at home. Like you said, this is my home." Thinking fast, the sergeant said, "Son, you listen good, and you`re right. This is your home. So as soon as you finish that cigarette, I want you to report to the mess hall to help your mother with the dishes." |