Number 252: Be a submariner.
I spent three and half claustrophobic, seasick hours watching the film “Das Boot” last night. Although it depicts the mission of a Nazi u-boat during World War II, I am sure things weren’t much better on U.S. submarines. When watching World War II flicks I have often wondered what would have happened if I had every been drafted into the Navy. Does one “get over” seasickness? Would I have spent my tour of duty barfing my way across the world, or would they have shipped me off to be cannon fodder in the Army?