Please join me on a stroll down the flightline of nostalgia...
I was a newly assigned, wet behind the ears, damp-butt greenie at my first base. There were two other FNG's with me and we were on the catwalk of the dorm, hanging out and getting used to our new surroundings.
One of the NCO's (I'll call him Big Dog) came up to us and said "Yo, you all are the new guys, right?" I'm "Big Dog" and if you have any questions, let me know." One of the guys asked "What's the Enlisted club like?"
Big Dog said "Maaaannn those civilian babes come up in there and they get BUCK-WILD! It can get pretty hairy in there so here's the rule for us Medics so
pay attention.
If there's a fellow medic in there, they're fighting and we get word that any ONE of you weren't diving in there like *ucking Superman to help out? When you get back here, it's your @$$."
We all said "We got it Big Dog!"
He said, "You won't have a problem from me then and I got your back."
Thank goodness, I never had to Superman whilst I was there!