One of my husband’s duties as a novice drill

instructor at Fort Jackson, S.C., was to escort new recruits to the

mess hall. After everyone had made it through the chow line, he sat
them
down and told them, “There are three rules in this mess hall:
Shut up!
Eat up! Get up!”

Checking to see that he had
everyone’s attention, he asked, “What is
the first rule?” Much to the
amusement of the other instructors, 60
privates yelled in unison,
“Shut up, Drill Sergeant!”