Well $ Blll, 23 yrs ago when I joined the brigade in Canberra, the Nickname stacka was indeed bestowed by one wag but of course it had nothing to do with stacking motorbikes, or even stacking fire appliances for that matter (well not quite). I haven't got time to explain right now but when I do it'll more than likely become abundantly clear to you how it came to be, probably having done similar drills in recruit college.
Also youl'll see why I didn't say anything at the time after all, stacka was music to my ears compared to others like loser, Dawk, precious, forest (gump), rowdy, farts. Need I go on.
Stay tuned for the exciting final conclusion of how he became 'stacka'. Hopefully tonight via keyboard and not iPhone.
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Ok, I'm at work now and it's quiet.
DollarBill asked how I got the nickname stacka. Well it was like this. In recruit college one of the drills we were required to do once we had become more proficient in basic firemanship was to act as the officer in charge of the appliance and be in charge of a drill.
Well, the procedure required the delegated OIC to report to the instructor, receive a brief on what type of incident he was to encounter and to then relate instructions to his crew.
Of course to assist in making the drill appear as real as possible, the crew and I were to hop into one of our training appliances (fire trucks), drive out of the drill yard and then back into it with light and sirens activated blah blah blah.
Well after my brief from the instructor I informed my crew and we "mounted" as would sort of occur on station.
So the motor driver gets us rolling out the drill yard but there was one small factor I had forgoten to do.
When passing the main gate the door in the front seat I had not closed properly, swung open and bumped a portion of the gate and put a small dent in it.
I think you all imagine what's going to happen next but anyway, afterwards during smoko the aforementioned wag I was refering to previously piped up and said, you know Staffo... (Surname), we all saw what happened including the dent you put in the front door. So we (him) reckon you stacked the truck and will have to put in a report etc etc.
Now feeling more cocky the others were laughing in agreement with him, he then went on to say, "Yeah, Staffo... you stacked the truck.
Yeah says another goon, stack Staffo... stacked the truck. By this time all were pis#ing themselves and repeating the same thing.
So, from what was an innocent and minor error of judgment on my behalf by forgetting to close my door properly, ended by my initially being referred to as stack which quickly morphed into the present day stacka.
True story.
(what's my name again)
So what's your excuse DollarBill???
