| Ens...Lieutenant's Lament by Elizabeth K. Frim Oh, the duties they are tedious Too many reports to log. My fingers are cramped from writing. How much longer will this go on? I'm beginning to think I was better off the way I was before. I'm beginning to wish back those times when I could sit here just plain bored. And then there are those officers who can't remember rank. You always find them snickering every time you turn your back. Now, I'm really very tired of this. How much more must I endure? Don't you remember you're the one who promoted me-- "Ens..." "It's LIEUTENANT, Sir!!!" |