This morning I took our visiting Labradog out for a walk. A group of trainees from the nearby RAF station had just emerged from the woods. 'Good morning, gentlemen' says I, which elicited the appropriate response from all but the only female member of the leading group. She just scowled.
The NCO i/c was a few paces behind and he said 'Good morning,
sir'. Now, nobody ever calls me sir. It just doesn't happen.
I have to assume that it was my natural air of authority - stop laughing - or my prematurely grey hair.
OK, I admit it, I'm the wrong side of fifty and I probably do look old. There's nothing I can do about that but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it.
03-30-2010, 12:35 PM
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