When is the last time you heard anyone whistle?

2 dogs. 2 kids. Even whistle at the wife occasionally.
I'll whistle along with the radio too.

Growing up hunting with dogs it was a necessity to learn to whistle. There certainly aren't as many people doing that today, sadly. A good whistle carries further than a yell. Always handy outdoors.
 
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I whistle almost every day. I whistle, call my horse's name, and hold out my hand with a slice of apple or some other treat. It is part of his training. If he ever gets away from me while we are somewhere, I want him to come to me. I do not want to have to walk home.
 
Where I work it is generally considered to be socially unacceptable and some NCO's will get upset about it. Not sure why. Doesn't seem to cause any harm when not in front of leadership etc. just when working.
 
...when I was a kid all the mothers in our neighborhood in south Denver got together and devised a system to call us home...it was like a party line...each mom had a unique whistle pattern...like three longs...two shorts and a long...each kid knew their mom's whistle pattern and went home when they heard it...

...I whistle for our Basset Hounds everyday...walking Bassets can be a challenge as they follow their nose and set their own agenda accordingly...
 
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Where I work it is generally considered to be socially unacceptable and some NCO's will get upset about it. Not sure why. Doesn't seem to cause any harm when not in front of leadership etc. just when working.

I see you're an AF guy, so I'm not sure about why your sergeants object, but if you were in one of the seagoing services, I could tell you exactly why: on a ship, whistling is considered very unlucky. "You'll whistle up a storm!"

Had a captain on one of my ships who would respond to whistling this way:

"Only two kinds of people whistle on a ship: Bos'ns mates and (insert euphemism here for....er....one half of the category of 'don't ask, don't tell'). Which are you?"

(Bos'ns mates whistle for specific ceremonial and public address purposes using their bos'ns pipes.)
 
My Dad whistles all the time. I used to fairly well until my bridge work was lost. Now not so much.
 
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My 98 year old Dad whistled us home every evening for supper. Man was he loud. Had another one that wasn't quite as loud with a buzzing quality. Funny, he told me sadly last week that he can't whistle any more.

I could never master a loud whistle.
 
57 years ago while in 5th grade our teacher was always saying cute little witticisms. One of them was "Whistling girls and cackling hens always turn out to be bad ends."
 
My dad told me a long time ago only two types of people whistle; bos'n mates and damn fools. And then he added, "You are not a bos'n mate."

I do whistle at wrens and cardinals though. The downside is I still am not a bos'n mate.
 
Just the other day I was whistling "The Stars and Stripes Forever." I used to whistle it often, and well, even the piccolo part. I no longer have the chops for it, and the audience isn't really there ( for my whistling, the march still plays well).
 
I whistle when I alone. My wife complains that my whistling is too shrill and it hurts her ears. Maybe the real reason is I'm out of tune. :-)
 
The last time I heard anyone whistle was 17 years ago. It was the last graveyard shift I worked before I retired. There was a guy on my shift that had a short attention span, was an obsessive/compulsive, and was constantly wired to the eyeballs. Always fidgeting and could not sit still.

On those looong dull graveyards most of us just moped about trying to get though the night. Not this guy. He had a small radio on his desk and he would listen to punk rock or heavy metal and through out every song, from the first note to the last he would stomp his size 12s and WHISTLE. His whistle was totally off key and bore no resemblance to anything coming out of the radio which in itself was irritating enough. And his whistle was high squeally and very very loud.

every one in the room was miserable and a few even tried to get him to knock it off. He tried but he just couldn't help it. It was compulsive behavior. There were people in our department that would not take over time on our shift when we were on graveyards because if him. I know it doesn't sound all that bad but it was and I ain't lyin.

If I never hear anyone whistle ever again that'll suit me right down to the ground!
 
I as a kid before transistor radios existed and few cars had radios.There was only one radio in the house and it was too large to move conveniently.my father and uncle had a small town general store and were great whistlershen they had a chance.I learned the habit from them and still do it as a form of entertainment,often now really always aware I am doing it.
 

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