I Used to do That for a Living; Landing and Leaving 108 Jobs Introduction, Chapter 1, Chapter 2 - Page 28

Roger Scott Jackson ever going to be a soldier, a vocation for which (apart from fighting, which came naturally to him) he was unfit. He hated it. And he was not at liberty to quit. The single worst place for a guy who can’t abide being bossed is the army. And the worst job in the army is that of private. Jack was a PFC ‘til the day he was discharged. Everyone at or above the rank of corporal was his boss. They could cuss him to his face and he had to take it. And though he earned the Bronze Star and a Presidential Unit Citation as a bazookaman at the horrific Battle of Jebsheim in January, 1945, the only decoration he was proud of was his Combat Infantryman’s Badge, because it was awarded only to foot soldiers who had been shot at, regardless of rank. Pictures of Jack from 1943 and 1946 look like two different people, the latter appearing old enough to be the former’s father. My theory is that once Jack whipped Hitler, and got back to being a civilian, he could not wait to exercise his right to quit, so he did— right and left and all over the place. He also refused to take direction from more than one boss. If his immediate supervisor was, say, the foreman, and the president of the company told him to do something, he would say, “I’ve only got the one boss. 19