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« on: August 05, 2018, 02:48:15 PM »
I find this very true with the younger generations... Enjoy

 Yesterday, I wore my Vietnam Veteran cap to Wal-Mart. There was nothing in particular that I needed at the world's largest retailer; but, since I retired, trips to "Wally World" to look at the Walmartians is always good for some comic relief. Besides, I always feel pretty normal after seeing some of the people that frequent the establishment.

 But, I digress, . . enough of my psychological fixations. While standing in line to check out, the guy in front of me, probably in his early thirties, asked, "Are you really a Viet Nam Vet?"

 "No," I replied.

 "Then why are you wearing that cap?"

 "Because I couldn't find one from the War of 1812." I thought it was a snappy retort.

 "The War of 1812, huh?" the Walmartian queried, "When was that?"

 God forgive me, but I couldn't pass up such an opportunity. "1946", I answered, as straight-faced as possible.

 He pondered my response for a moment and responded, "Why do they call it the War of 1812 if it was in 1946?"

 "It was a Black Op Mission. No one is supposed to know about it." This was beginning to become fun!

 "Dude! Really?" He exclaimed. "How did you get to do something that COOOOL?"

 I glanced furtively around me for effect, leaned toward the guy and in low voice said, "I'm not sure. I was the only Caucasian on the mission."

 "Dude," he was really getting excited about what he was hearing, "that is seriously awesome! But, didn't you kind of stand out?"

 "Not really. The other guys were wearing white camouflage." The moron nodded knowingly.

 "Listen man," I said in a very serious tone, "You can't tell anyone about this. It's still classified 'Top Secret' and I shouldn't have said anything"

 "Oh yeah?" he gave me the 'don't threaten me