While on a super-secret night patrol somewhere in Macedonia, a U.S. Army platoon leader received an urgent call from a major back in headquarters.
"Sergeant," said the major, "I need to know your exact location so I can bring my position map up-to-date."
"Yes, sir," the sergeant replied crisply. "I now have my platoon
situated 125 yards south of a small, wooded ridge located directly under the
Big Dipper."