I can recall being at sea and having an F-16 buzz us while the guy was flying upside down and waving.
Wanted to join so I could be a pilot. Eyes wre no good. Turns out you had to pass the pilot's physical to be on a sub too. I had orders cut to Groton for sub school and the 300 ft tower but they were squelched when my detailer discovered the discrepency with my eyesight. He gave me my choice of commands and I chose a west coast destroyer. My mother was pissed at me, she said I chose the west coast just to stay away from her. She was right.
No, not really, I mean don't get me wrong, I didn't
MIND that we were on opposite coasts but the real reason I stayed out there was because they (.gov) wouldn't pay for me to travel to the east coast and I was too cheap to pay for it myself.
Funny side note, I took a tour on the USS Caron a while back and I ended up talking to a 2nd class PO (E-5)that had just shipped over. His mother was mad at him too. We laughed.