My sister and I and a few cousins went on vacation with my great aunt and uncle in their RV. We were all swimming in the lake when my great aunt called us in for a snack. Everyone, except my sister and I, started chowing down on the beef jerky (puke!) my aunt bought until one of the cousins decides to look at the wrapper. Turns out it was a beef jerky treat for dogs. I've never been so glad that I hate beef jerky!


When I was in high school my dad was stationed at Clark Air Base in the Philippines. This was right around the Marcos/Aquino coup time frame. My dad's job was playing in the Air Force Band (which is a really cool job if you're in the Air Force because that's all you do) and the whole band, including families, got to go to the American Embassy in Manila for a concert and picnic. The Philippine military band was also playing. They would play one song, then our Air Force Band would play one song, and so on. After the first few songs everyone was clapping along and enjoying themselves, but after about 5 songs each we were wondering when the concert would end. March after march was played....I swear the concert must have gone on for a few hours. Turns out there was supposed to be someone that gave a signal that it was time to quit and eat lunch, but no one did, and both bands were too polite to call it quits. My dad was so relieved when both bands finally exhausted their repertoire and we could finally eat lunch!