The story of Dodds

Everyone has a story, but not all of them are as compact as Dodds'.

Dodds was born in a very small neat package and promptly put up for adoption by Catholic Social Services, where he was adopted by his somewhat unusual, but always adoring family.

A bright boy who seldom missed anything, he had a reputation for being standoffish, geeky, and very much a loner.

When his parents were divorced, Dodds became even more unique, throwing himself into books and games and tales of The Highlander. He liked to think of himself as a rebel and thus pierced his tongue at the tender age of 18.

His father put his foot down. No son of his was going to live in his house with a pierced tongue, so Dodds decided to get even. He joined the Navy!

And, of course, the first thing the Navy said was, "remove the piercing in your tongue."

Soon Dodds was tired of the Navy. In the past, whenever he tired of anything (and it was quite often) his mother would allow him to quit it. The Navy did not. It seemed it was much easier to get into the Navy than get out of it. So Dodds spent the next 20 years working and learning and prospering under Navy tutelage.

Then one day he retired to work in a place where the following event occurred:

M-This TD/CD thing on the radio is confusing we have to figure something out.
M- You guys even sound the same on the radio.
Dodds- (aloud) Call me Ishmael! (thought runs through his head) oops I probably shouldn't have said that.

A few minutes later on the radio
M-Ishmael do you copy
Dodds- (Eyes rolling,) Thanks Herman Melville and the 6th grade summer reading list.

 And that is the story of Dodds.