
I remember when I was in high school, a U.S. Marines recruit officer called me to try and sell the armed forces to me like a car salesman tries to sell a Jetta. I realize that this guy was just doing his job, but he was a huge tool. After saying no, I don't see how changing someones mind into joining the Marines after a phone call promotes wise decision making skills. He asked me what my dream job was, as if this eager jarhead behind a desk was going to make my dreams come true. I told him the truth. I said, "My dream job is to be a board shaper, and a fisherman." I almost felt sorry for the guy. I could hear his brain stumble and studder as he went down the list in his mind, not finding board shaper or fisherman, between lawyer, doctor, or business executive. He hesitantly asked me how the Marines can help me get that job one day. I told him they can't, and he seemed ok with that. Thought that was a neat story I would share and dedicate to this photo.
Peace & Love,
coco
p.s. I support and honor the armed forces, but I don't wanna be in them.

1 comment:
Cool picture Corey...I appreciate your randomness.
-Crystal
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