A Salty Story of Boys Being Boys

Since it is Friday, I decided to tell a funny story from my life. Actually, it is a portion of one of the chapters in the new book I am in the process of writing. This is a story of how boys will be boys:

My friend Troy and I sat in the Mess Hall at Fort Knox, eating our supper and patiently waiting for an unsuspecting victim to take the bait. The trap we had set was simple yet effective and was perfect for a laugh that we really needed to break up the stress of yet another long day of Army Basic Training. Tonight, we had taken the salt shaker from the table, unscrewed the lid to the point it was barely hanging on, and then we returned it to it’s proper, military location. Now, we played the waiting game. Who would our victim be? The suspense was killing us! We had set the trap and waited like vultures for it to be sprung. We were about to give up hope (and run out of time) when a platoon of new recruits filed in one by one like the little army ants they were. In a matter of minutes, they began filling up the table around us and started eating the items of the day which just happened to be hamburgers and oily french fries without salt I might add. By now, we couldn’t eat, we just stared at the shaker and waited with our mouths open in anticipation. Then it happened. A private from Charlie Company reached for the shaker, turned it toward his plate of fries, and dumped a mountain of salt onto them. Troy and I exploded in a fit of laughter that was soon quelled by the tap on our shoulders from a friendly Drill Sergeant that was very schooled at making pranksters do push ups in the rain.

Aside from all of the pushups we did in the rain, it was worth it. We've all heard that what comes around, goes around and I saw Troy get another payback later that week when he took what he though was sugar and used it liberally on his corn flakes only to find out that someone had replaced the sugar with salt. It was a nice surprise and a big eye opener at six o’clock in the morning.

So what does this story mean you might ask? Remember, things are not as they seem. There is an enemy stalking you, setting traps, and waiting to devour you. Armor up!