Fleet Week Thought

Surely this happens: every year during Fleet Week, when New York is crawling with sailors and marines on leave, some group of local cads dresses up in naval attire and hits the bars, hoping thereby to get sex and/or free drinks by posing as sailors. Of course I've no evidence that this actually takes place, but it seems like so obvious and easy to pull off a scam that, human beings being what they are, it simply must happen. At any rate, I think it would make a funny premise for a short story. (Of course, that's doubtless what the producers of Wedding Crashers thought, too.)