By Roy Remley
Another story about boot camp just came to mind. As you may recall, one of the rewards for doing a good job on one thing or another, was to let that person ring the 2000 clock bell at 8:pm. I was selected and was so nervous when I started clanging the bell that I really blew it.
Instead of ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding. I went ding ding ding ding ding ding.
The chief came running out of the guard shack yelling! : "What the hell was that? Do it right sailor or get your ARSE out of there and let some one else tackle that very difficult job."
Boy did I feel like a DING-A-LING I was a dejected, disgusted, and demoralized 18 year old who couldn't even handle that simple job. For the rest of the night and into the next week I was the laughing stock of the entire boot camp.
Some came up to me and asked if I knew how to tie a granny knot, perhaps it was more my speed.
Everytime I hear those bells toll, I remember how stupid I was once at the beginning of my Coast Guard life.
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