What’s with the sailors?
Jul. 1st, 2006 11:53 amCan someone explain why I keep seeing sailors everywhere? I’m not complaining about the phenomenon, mind you. No, I’m just after some answers.
It all started on Anzac Day this year, when I was in the city for one reason or another. I was in there just after the march, which meant there were a lot of military personnel, past and present, hanging around. And everywhere I looked, I saw sailors. Not army guys or airforce people. Just sailors.
You just have to love their funny hats, really. Anyone who can carry off a hat like that deserves recognition.
But it still doesn't explain why I keep seeing them whenever I’m in the city. Now that I don’t work there any more, I’m not in there quite as often as I used to be and yet I still manage to encounter sailors whenever I go.
Yesterday, for example, I brushed past a group of three of them, looking all dashing and nautical in their silly hats.
If anyone can explain it, I’d be most grateful. In the meantime, I shall just accept it as the gift it is.
And now I shall smirk a little.
It all started on Anzac Day this year, when I was in the city for one reason or another. I was in there just after the march, which meant there were a lot of military personnel, past and present, hanging around. And everywhere I looked, I saw sailors. Not army guys or airforce people. Just sailors.
You just have to love their funny hats, really. Anyone who can carry off a hat like that deserves recognition.
But it still doesn't explain why I keep seeing them whenever I’m in the city. Now that I don’t work there any more, I’m not in there quite as often as I used to be and yet I still manage to encounter sailors whenever I go.
Yesterday, for example, I brushed past a group of three of them, looking all dashing and nautical in their silly hats.
If anyone can explain it, I’d be most grateful. In the meantime, I shall just accept it as the gift it is.
And now I shall smirk a little.
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on 2006-07-01 02:05 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2006-07-01 02:12 am (UTC)It is your destiny, Bunne! Do not fight it.
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on 2006-07-01 02:13 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-07-01 04:40 am (UTC)*drools*
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on 2006-07-01 01:21 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-07-01 02:13 am (UTC)Also, found strange photo of Mum wearing Dad's navy hat in an album the other day...
But all of my ramblings isn't helping you find out why. I don't think there is a why, unless you accidentally-on-purpose picked up a Sailor magnet.
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on 2006-07-01 10:23 am (UTC)He's going to need a Sailor icon...
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on 2006-07-01 11:06 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-07-01 11:51 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-07-01 11:21 am (UTC)What is it that makes sailors so... yummy.
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on 2006-07-01 12:02 pm (UTC)*looks devious*
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on 2006-07-01 12:08 pm (UTC)Hi Hornblower!
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on 2006-07-02 12:46 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-07-08 04:15 am (UTC):D
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on 2006-07-01 01:25 pm (UTC):p
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on 2006-07-02 12:56 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-07-01 09:39 pm (UTC)I cannot explain the phenomenon; I think it is just one of those things that is. Enjoy the moment and do not question the circumstances that bring it about. This is zenlike and will bring you inner peace. Or something like it.
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on 2006-07-02 12:56 am (UTC)I shall indeed try to adopt this zen-like attitude towards this phenomenon. I think it's for the best.
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