Donuts

In the past i've expressed some interest in blogging some of the funny stories from my past expieriences in the coast guard. I thought of this story while watching, what I'll assume was a co-worker, doing donuts in the snow covered parking lot at work this evening.

After 9/11 at Station Oak Island they went to an armed gate guard, meaning someone had to be sitting at the front gate to the station (in shifts) 24 hours a day, armed. They didn't have a little out-house thing like most military bases so the guards sat in the Chevy suburban they had. Now this guy Mike goes out there on watch from midnight till four in the a.m. and gets so bored and pissed off about the whole thing he started doing donuts in the lawn, needless to say the officer of the day heard the truck roaring in a dusty circle. But that wasn't all, after the donuts and the officer of the day just figured he'd yell at him tomorrow, Mike drives off to go to the gas station on the corner for a pack of smokes. He got in sooo much trouble, it was hilarious. Especially the donut marks in the lawn that are probably still there.