Chief Tech Watson walks out of breakfast and short cuts across the parade ground (which on an RAF Station would be the main car park). Unfortunately this station shares its domestic site with the Army.
The RSM bellows out “STAFF SERGEANT!” but Chiefy carries on, oblivious, reading a newspaper as he goes.
The RSM repeats the call “STAFF SERGEANT!!” and Chiefy carries on…
The RSM now double marches himself round the perimeter of the parade ground (knees up, Mother Brown…) and intercepts Chiefy Watson at the far side of the parade ground.
“When I call you, Staff Sergeant, you come to me, AT THE DOUBLE!” “UNDERSTAND?”
“I’m not a Staff Sergeant, Sir. I’m a Chief Technician.”
“If you was in the Army, you’d be a Staff Sergeant!!!”
“If I was in the Army, I’d be a bloody Colonel.” “Sir”.