Chubba Bubba

So, after over 2 years of working with an Army recruiter, this week the whole process culminated in the final interview to get my promotion and comission as an officer in the Utah Army National Guard.

In my interview I was basically told I'm a lazy, fat, do-nothing slob. Well, not really. The colonel who interviewed me was very positive, but said that I am just skating by in my physical fitness efforts. He was dead wrong. Skating is an actual sport involving actual exercise. I was more like sitting on the couch watching Star Trek for my physical fitness efforts--oh, and sometimes The Office too. My Name is Earl is good too . . . ya, but that's all.

So, since I'm not a fat slob, but am maintaining weight and physical abilities somewhat, he decided to go ahead and sign off on my recommendation. However, I was told in no uncertain terms that I needed to get off my big butt, eat right, and do some exercise. I just about cried when I heard that. My wife asked for his address so she could send a 'thank you' note.