This is one my mom thought was funny and reminded me about the other day... During one session of D&C or learning how to march, we had a substitute drill sergeant. I was one of the soldiers they were using as examples as we were clumbsily trying to complete the moves they were teaching. As the drill sergeant was having issues with remembering our names, he came up with nicknames. He was going down the row and telling us what our nickname was going to be.
He hollared at me as he tried to pronounce my last name and determined my new name was going to be PFC Pastey (I have red hair with fair skin). He proceeded to ask me where I was from, which I responded 'Kansas, Drill Sergeant', he then asked whether there was sun in Kansas.... after I responded yes, he asked what kind of sunscreen I needed - SPF 3,000,000??? Even though it was a very short situation, the name stuck and I remained PFC Pastey by many of my battle buddies for the remainder of the cycle.
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