Marine Ice Cream Men
The only reason I would join the marines would to be the ice cream man.This is why.Once upon a time I took somewhat of a field trip with the high school band to a marine base in san diego to check out thier marching band and the base in general.We watched as they did morning colors and witnessed the marine graduation ceremony and then to end our day of marine base fun lunch at the mess.The mess was pretty damn classy too,for what you would think a military mess hall would look like.It kind of looked like a soup plantation.To the left,in the corner as you walked in was a neat white clean looking bar with a marine in a white jumpsuit with a paper hat on behind it,standing at attention.This was the ice cream bar.We ate our lunch and made our way to the ice cream bar because it was all free!You would give your order the man in the white jumpsuit with the paper hat(I had a choclate malt) and he would repeat your order in mechanical marine speak "One choclate malt coming up sir!" and left dress turn and fix your malt and then,when finished present it to you as if presenting an important document or a gun or something."Your choclate malt sir."This struck me as kind of odd,ice cream being presented in this way.Who else but the military could take the humor and fun out of ice cream and turn it into another routine?But that doesn't explain why I'd do it.I liked the orderly mechanic way it was done because it was almost a pardoy of the marines like "they're so tough even their ice cream man'll kick your ass!"Mostly I'd do it soley for the white jumpsuit and paper hat.