Strange happenings
Around noon today I answered the doorbell, thinking my mom was back from the store. Lo and behold, it was a Marine Corps recruiter, apparently because I'd requested information (Yeah I did, during sophmore year). He proceeded to ask me questions they always ask, including what my religious preference was (if I remember correctly, that's considered illegal unless I sign up) and then told me that the tattoo on my back was apparently a disqualifier...says the guy with visible ink below his shirt sleeves.
Didn't they just used to send pamphlets or flyers?
Didn't they just used to send pamphlets or flyers?