I would always get a kick out of when the CO would come on the 1MC and report that we had “delivered” some ordnance to a target, like we were UPS, or some shit.
Mi amusing encounter with military jargon took place when I worked as an electronic tester for medical, military and aerospace electric components.
We were supposed to have the ISO military standards manual for test methods for electronic and electrical parts. To this day I still wonder why between many electronic and environmental procedures there was a military standard for a burrito; yes, the edible kind. Size and components precisely mentioned.
From my experience with the military supply system, I’ll offer two possibilities. 1) someone was bored and slipped it in as a joke, and B) someone transposed some numbers in a Federal Stock Number.
I was an instructor at the CG electronics schools. There was a 1st class ET there who may have been good at repairing electronics and passing promotion tests, but he was terrible at dealing with people. Especially those he outranked. So, after he was assigned to the school, it was very quickly determined that he wouldn’t be an instructor. Well, there were several support positions there. And one was in Electronics Supply. There was a lot of equipment used at the school, both trainers and test equipment (VOMs, DMMs, oscilloscopes, signal generators, frequency counters, etc.) for the students to use which sometimes needed repairs. They sort of shrugged off the time he transposed some FSNs and ended ordering 65 feet of tread for a M-60 tank. However, they HAD to tell the CO and the Base Commander and some Captain on the Area Commander’s staff when the same guy did it again and ordered launchers for radar guided surface to air missiles and they were delivered.
BTW, I knew second hand one of the instructors at the Gunner’s Mate school there. Those guys were all drooling over those.
Probably transposed numbers as mentioned above. For those of you wondering about a mil-spec burrito in the first place - consider the greed of military contractors and suppliers. If there weren’t exceedingly exact specs for absolutely everything, the suppliers would be cheaping out and your Burrito, Bean and Cheese, One Each would be the size of a taquito and filled with floor sweepings.
you really should be getting treatment for your Paternal Conflict Syndrome. I know they’re years away from a vaccine, but there are management therapies.