Last Tuesday the OIC was in the shop as we all sat around waiting for the afternoon maintenance meeting to get done. He tuned the conversation to everyone's favorite alcohol. This is a rich mine of conversational material in the Corps, I promise you. Marines will debate the virtues of vodka versus gin for hours, and then debate the different brands of vodka for more hours.

He seemed to get a little frustrated when he realized that I didn't drink. To be fair, it's not that I never drink, I just do it very very rarely. In my barracks in Georgia, I had a nice bottle of apple brandy. After a year, it was still 95% full.

I found out the reason for his frustration Friday. Our OIC went out and bought everyone a bottle of their favorite booze as a "thank you" for the hard work we've been putting in. For me? He got an equivalent value worth of junk food, which I have a known softness for.

Forty dollars will get you a single bottle of Gray Goose vodka of Bombay Sapphire gin. It will also get a huge pile of miscellanious cookies. Like three bags worth. I expect I'll take some of them with me on the ship. (Which we're going to be boarding in less than a week. Yikes!)

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