Frank,
Previously Frank wrote about me.
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In
her first sea story, Lynn"
Just don't start getting fresh here. I'm not a member of "The Village People" , but I am 6'3", 210, bald with a grey beard.
Don't let this get to you, you're not the first to mistake my sex based on my name. You want a war story, try this for size (and I had the letter until my last move to back this up).
Now this ain't no BS.
My name has gotten me the best job offer, that I never applied for, one could ever want.
Oct 1981, I was reassigned to Columbus AFB, MS. Columbus is a fairly small town in east central Mississiippi. Two things in Columbus, the air force base and a state run university, Mississippi University for Women (MUW, keep this in mind).
Well as is obvious, my name is not all that common (both first and last), so when I got into my apartment, and got a phone book, I checked to see how many other people with my last name were in the phone book (there are only six in the local phone book here). Surprise, I'm already listed, but the number isn't mine.
Well, I am a somewhat curteous guy (also single and unattached) so I call this other Lynn in the phone book. A girl answers and I ask for Lynn. The girl tells me Lynn has gone back home to attend school at her local Junior College. Well I intorduce myself and explain the situation so this girl won't be surprised if the phone rings for SGT XXXX.
As time goes on, I am taking classes towards my degree on the base. Well a miricale occurs. MUW loses a reverse discrimination law suit in the US Supremee Court. As a state run college, they cannot discriminate on admissions. So here is an ALL GIRL school, two miles from my apartment now open for men. Well of course I enrolled.
About six months later, I start getting strange phone calls. My girl friend answers the phone and some guy asks for Lynn. She hands the phone to me, I say "Hello" and hear a click BZZZZZ (dial tone).
Well the third call like this, light goes off. I call information and ask for the number Lynn XXXX who DOES NOT live at my address. The operator gives me a number.
I dial the number and ask for Lynn. She gets on the phone and I introduce myself, explain the situation and tell her to let her boy friend(s) know that the Lynn XXXX in the phone book is not her. We have a good laugh and that's that (well almost). Anyway, Lynn is back at MUW (the plot is thickening even if it isn't obvious).
Well time goes on and I get my orders to go to Germany. I had not attended a class in a semester because of other things. So my last day in town, I am turning in the keys to the apartment and I check the mail one last time.
In the mail box, addressed to me is a letter from MUW. Well, I think that this has to be a requiest for me to come back and give them more money for classes. Nope.
I open the letter and there is is in black and white.
"Congratulations, you have been selected as a floor manager in the dorms for the next school year."
DREAM JOB, LADIES WE WILL HAVE BED CHECKS.
Seems MUW got names and addresses mixed up and sent me the other Lynn's acceptance (MUW did not have a mens dorm). But still was a neat offer. The commute would have been a bit long though.
