Emile And the Dutchman
“My uniform was absolutely immaculate, a spare pair of heavily shined shoes tucked into my book bag because earlier there had been a light rain and the water on the walk was certain to spot the shoes I was wearing.
I was taking special precautions to be spotless for this class: Lieutenant Commander Farrell was a stickler for clean uniforms.
I smiled inside. You have to keep the smile inside: an upperclassman might—will—notice a plebe with a grin on his face. And you don't want the upperclassmen ...to notice you; the idea is to try to get through the first year doing a Claude Rains imitation.
But I was excited about the class: Rotary Wing Familiarization. With a bit of luck, Farrell would let me have a turn at the controls; at the very least, I'd get in some time off the ground.
My feet flew out from underneath me, and I landed flat on my back in a puddle.
"Good afternoon, scumsucker," Brubaker said, smiling down at me. "And be more careful next time." I leaped to my feet. The filthy water had soaked me from the back of my neck to my ankles.MoreLess
I was taking special precautions to be spotless for this class: Lieutenant Commander Farrell was a stickler for clean uniforms.
I smiled inside. You have to keep the smile inside: an upperclassman might—will—notice a plebe with a grin on his face. And you don't want the upperclassmen ...to notice you; the idea is to try to get through the first year doing a Claude Rains imitation.
But I was excited about the class: Rotary Wing Familiarization. With a bit of luck, Farrell would let me have a turn at the controls; at the very least, I'd get in some time off the ground.
My feet flew out from underneath me, and I landed flat on my back in a puddle.
"Good afternoon, scumsucker," Brubaker said, smiling down at me. "And be more careful next time." I leaped to my feet. The filthy water had soaked me from the back of my neck to my ankles.MoreLess
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