When Roy first got promoted his rank was Lieutenant Colonel. He had than been given a female aide.
The first few had been floozy.
The next couple quit after a couple weeks. Something about his work habits. Roy hadn't been listening.
The next several aides had something in common. They were all afraid of fire.
Roy wondered if the Fuhrer had a sense of humor.
Some use to jump when he snapped his fingers.
Others would stuttered and scowl at him.
Then there were the few aides, who just stared at their hands. Not saying a single word.