Originally Posted by Rudie

I f ucking LOVE being a civvie!

I can do what the f uck I like,not ask permission from some posh t wat with pips on his shoulders.

I loved being a soldier,but I love being an Ex soldier *swapped civvie* just that liitle bit more.

And being the gaffer of your own firm is great too! Golf twice a week, early knock off's etc.

The best bit (Being the gaffer) is not having to answer to some jumped up scrote who thinks they know everything!

Originally Posted by Archangel

Originally Posted by old_fat_and_hairy

Originally Posted by Archangel

Originally Posted by milsum

Originally Posted by Archangel

Good for you! Yes, that's another thing about being an astronaut... no free Duck Islands at your second or third home paid for by the taxpayer

Astronaut walt.

Damn! you got me.... I'm actually a brain surgeon

I'm a gynacologist! Amateur, anyway.

You need to keep your hand in with a profession like that :D

My word... I think that's my taxi!

No, just two fingers... or so I was reliably informed by a midwife

Originally Posted by milsum

I spent 7 years at University and earn less than a Night Manager at Burger King. I work with mostly men who wear sandals with socks and shorts all year round and beards that make David Bellamy's look like bum fluff, and live with their parents even though they're close to retirement. My contribution to society is reducing the error bar on some measurement that no body cares about by a number so small it doesn't fit onto my calculator screen. Every day is groundhog day.

My sister got 1.5 A levels, and is now a Major, earning lord knows how much and has a better tan than me. She works with mostly fit healthy men who have a top attitude to work, life and are generally pretty switched on. I won't list her contributions to the world, as they're many and varied and it would just make me gush. Every day her life is different.

I can't help but think she made the better choice. :(

On the other hand, I've grown up in her mess, had top times visiting her, and not even had to complete and obstacle course - unless you count avoiding bar stools in 4 inch heals after 5 pints on someone else's tab. :P

... I feel your pain. (apart from the commisioned sister bit).

in addition I have to come home to a WO2 with less than 1/2 a GCSE in woodwork who's on TWICE as much as me. And he tells me so.... Oh yes he does.

Originally Posted by Petriburg

Originally Posted by Archangel

Originally Posted by old_fat_and_hairy

Originally Posted by Archangel

Originally Posted by milsum

Originally Posted by Archangel

Good for you! Yes, that's another thing about being an astronaut... no free Duck Islands at your second or third home paid for by the taxpayer

Astronaut walt.

Damn! you got me.... I'm actually a brain surgeon

I'm a gynacologist! Amateur, anyway.

You need to keep your hand in with a profession like that :D

My word... I think that's my taxi!

No, just two fingers... or so I was reliably informed by a midwife

I generally manage to make a good fist of the job.




Sorry, was that a cab tooting?

Originally Posted by Rudie

I f ucking LOVE being a civvie!

I can do what the f uck I like,not ask permission from some posh t wat with pips on his shoulders.
For all the great things the army has to offer,no matter how you look at it the Army owns your arse - no matter who or what rank you are. That's fine if you can accept it,especially for the younger lads,but we all know that there's no room for individuals.
Don't get me wrong, I had an amazing time when I was a soldier, I served in the infantry from 1987 to 1999 and it's made me who I am today. Brotherhood,loyality,determinaton and a sense of humour no matter what being some of the main factors that kept me going through the good times and bad. I served my first tour of Ulster when I was 19, cliched as it sounds but I went there a boy and came back a man.

Hate being a civvie? no chance. I work in the railways now and I come into contact with soldiers almost on a daily basis and I have nothing but admiration for them,I get to witness emotional renunions and farewells very reguarly and it makes me even more grateful to go home to my pregnant wife every night.
I loved being a soldier,but I love being a civvie just that liitle bit more.

Fat Controller Walt :D

Originally Posted by old_fat_and_hairy

Originally Posted by Archangel

Originally Posted by milsum

Originally Posted by Archangel

Good for you! Yes, that's another thing about being an astronaut... no free Duck Islands at your second or third home paid for by the taxpayer

Astronaut walt.

Damn! you got me.... I'm actually a brain surgeon

I'm a gynacologist! Amateur, anyway.

Me too, don't you just love a hard day at the orrifice. :D

You hate being a civvy! Tell me this, whilst walking around Edinburgh Castle in your No. 1 dress did you manage to get the phone numbers of a group of Russian girls? And you're telling me you have it bad. What myself and 3 of the other lads are going to do with these 4 Russians I don't know, but I can assure you that it's going to be hard work!

Comparing Life as an NCO in the forces to being rich:

You wake up in the morning and shower in a large bathroom. Peasants later come along and clean it.

You wander across "your" grounds and into your oversize kitchen and dining area where a team of chefs have cooked a cross section of food for you. You eat what you like an bin the rest.

You head into work and read the paper for a bit. Today is Driver training for the warrior crews. So you jump in your multi million pound vehicle and "your" driver drives you around the countryside. You shout at him alot and tell him where to go. You stop for a spot of lunch and have a picnic overlooking the majestic landscape that is Salisbury Plains.

You continue throughout the day before heading back in. The peasants and drivers will clean your car for you. You just need to deal with the paperwork before heading off for dinner. Ready and hot once again the catering staff have produced a feast for you to dip into with a separate trolley just for cakes. You indulge in the delightful cheesecakes on offer.

You decide to call it a night and head off to the drinking establishment that you have within your grounds. It serves food and drink and has a games facility you can make use of. However you won't be drinking too much. Tomorrow morning you have a session booked with your team of personal trainers. Before heading back into the countryside for a spot of shooting.

Anyone for Pimms?

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Originally Posted by SUNRAY_MINOR

Can't move for the amount of sports afternoons I've had as a civvy.

If you work in an office someone is bound to point out that you came in late or left early.

They actually want to see something that you produced and usually they want it like yesterday. So that means working late.

Team building is not 2 weeks snowqueen it's a pish afternoon in a conference suite somewhere in the midlands.

If you turn up stinking of booze it's not seen as a bit of character apparently you have some sort of issue.

thats just about sums civy strasse up,not participated in "soggy biscuit" or "dance of the flaming a**e holes" or any other leisurely activities since i hung up my green stuff.the normal civy would be terrified at some of the antics that can be found in a squadron bar,luckily i,ve got a few ex squaddie mates who know how to liven an establishment up! but apart from earning more money out here i,d rejoin tomorrow! :D