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!"