Also in one of the the newer films two grunts are walking around on patrol. They hear Kylo Renn having a hissy fit, turn around and walk the other way.
“They may be called the Palace Guard, the City Guard, or the Patrol. Whatever the name, their purpose in any work of heroic fantasy is identical: it is, round about Chapter Three (or ten minutes into the film) to rush into the room, attack the hero one at a time, and be slaughtered. No one ever asks them if they want to. This book is dedicated to those fine men.” ― Terry Pratchett, Guards! Guards!
Shift ends in 10 minutes? Whatever it is, it's been the next shift's problem for 50 minutes already.
If only the CEO of the Death Star had treated them properly, they might have been more interested in their jobs.
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (called Finland) a translator somewhat famously used the word for a hole making tool in the subtitles instead of a word for training exercise.
I spent far too long wondering "How did they go from training exercise to shovel?"
I was an intern, my 4th time interning in this field, they made it clear (early hiring) that I was on the short list to get a full time position.
They send me out for some routine mundane shit, that I felt like was make-work (go grab some supplies from a different building, why wouldn't they keep supplies in the same building we were working in?)
I'm leaving the auxiliary building (100 yards from the main building) and some guy in a hazard vest runs up to me "someone just fell through the roof, go get help. "You got it man, I'm on it" semi shuffle my 260 pound ass back to the main building, "guys someone just fell through the ceiling, they need medical aide".
The guy who sent me out for the supplies looked at me like 'wtf are you talking about new guy' "yeah, this guy in a hazard vest just ran up to me and said someone fell through the ceiling"the way his face went white and he ran for the phone made me realize this wasn't hazing,
We got the rest of the day off, there was counseling, years later I started to talk to other people about it, how I thought it was a hazing, it became a bit of a gag, when I was sent for things after that a few of the guys would say "and donjuanme, this isn't hazing"
If they just left the Millennium Falcon with a stair and some yellow jackets, none of the problems on the movie would even happen.
Alternatively, Pizza delivery uniforms, complete with a delivery slip to TK-421
RIP Tag and Bink.
Relatable.
