Here's a few Iraq stories, courtesy of my dad that told them to me.
First Tour, early 2003 during the actual war:
My father's a civilian. He works for the Naval Aviation Depot on all military aircraft as a planner/estimator. His tour in Iraq was that the planes would go fly their sorties, come back, and he'd make sure the planes could fly the next day, if any damage was major or not, and if they couldn't fly he'd also figure out how to repair it. I forget the name of the camp he was at, but it was in Kuwait near the Iraqi border and Oliver North was at this particular camp reporting for Fox News.
Since he's not military he didn't have rank, but they gave him a cammy suit of a Major as a sort of "equivalency rank" so everyone would know how to act toward him. However, the enlisted guys knew something was up with him cause he didn't have his name on his suit as all there did, and they largely avoided him cause they thought he was there to spy on them or something he later found out.
When Oliver North saw my dad, he stopped to talk and figure out what he was cause of the whole "no name on jacket" thing.
He said there were a ton of atheists on the base (all Americans). And even a Wiccan chick that was working on the aircraft who he didn't care for. He was about to walk a mile or so to bed after working a long day when they heard the air raid siren. So he went to the bunker and waiting for it to stop. When the sirens finally ended and he started to walk back, he had one stop him and ask, "If your God's so great, why can't he provide you a ride?" At that second, a Lieutenant riding in a Jeep stopped and asked if he needed a ride back to the main base. He hopped on and the other guy had to walk.
Second Tour, 2005-2006:
He was at Al Assad and he was living in these cans. He was living right next to a lot of Iraqi native women. (Don't ask, he had no idea either.) Some could speak English somewhat.
He was coming back from the showers one night and his neighboring lady surprised him from behind as he was in a towel. He told her to not scare him like that cause it could be a local sneaking up inside the base to attack him, and then asked what she needed.
HER: "do you have a condom?"
HIM: "...what!?!"
HER: "do you have a condom?"
HIM: "...what?!?" (he's a bit ludicrous that she's asking this)
HER: "Condom." She then spelled it out: "C-A-N-D-L-E."
HIM: "That's candle! And no you can't have a candle!"
The next night a group of the women were nextdoor at the lady's place and he heard a large laugh from everyone that lasted a few minutes. She didn't look at him in the face for over a week.
Here is one from when he was in Marine Corps boot camp in 1981:
They just finished a big run, and everyone's huffing and puffing. The DI came up to him and said, "Do you believe running is important?" He answered the DI, "no". The DI gets mad and says, "Why not?" pretty much. My dad answers, "I don't plan on running from the enemy." Needless to say, the DI liked that answer, and then made him run the next time carrying the flag.