Your Best Personal Stories: Tell em - We Listen and We Don't Judge

godofwine

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A kind of ridiculous trend has popped up with folks and it's hot on social media called, "We listen and we don't judge."

Well let's do a BGOL version.

Funny story:

A buddy of mine and I had the 20:00-00:00 pier sentry one duty day on Norfolk Naval Base. Just after the watch started, some chief came up the pier from one of the ships and screamed at my shipmate and I, loudly berating us for not standing at attention and are caps being crooked, before going back to his ship.

About 10 minutes later, one of the finest women I've ever seen in my life, a VERY sexy Blasian (Black/Asian) with amazing natural assets up top and below, showed her ID and went down the pier. An hour later, she walked up with that same chief, they kissed on the end of the pier and he walked back to his ship.

5 minutes later, she comes back and looks at my boy who just stared. "You gonna come over and talk to me or you just gonna stare?"

"But, wasn't..." he said.

"Yeah, that's my husband. So what?" she retorted.

This was in 1998, before cell phones. She would call our ship asking for him when her husband had duty, and she'd go see her husband, and pick up my boy to smash after her husband went back to the ship.

A few weeks later, her husband's ship went on a 6-month deployment, and my boy LIVED in that house with her for 5.5 months!

She moved a huge dresser to the front room and told him to put all of his clothes he took off in there so there was no chance of any straggling clothes around the house. My boy even drove the Chief's Porsche to and from work, so he got the GOOD parking spots.

2 weeks before her husband's ship was due to come back, My boy moved all his clothes out and continued to stay there every night.

The day her husband's ship was due to arrive, my boy and I had line handlers (ships pier side had to donate sailors to tie incoming ships to the pier). When she got there, she did the ole "come here" finger wag at my boy, they went to the Porsche and she gave my dude to completion (she swallowed), and They went back to wait on the ship's arrival.

When the ship docked, as you know E7 and above are the first ones off the ship, and as soon as the ladder was installed, that chief rushed off she ship and passionately tongue kissed his wife and my boy just looked at me, laughed, and said:

"See, I've been fucking that Chief's wife for 6 months, driving his car, and everything. I'm usually not that kinda dude. I'm saved, and I know Jesus.

"But that chief screaming 6 inches from my face for 5 whole minutes like I'm his bitch or something...nah, fuck that. Be careful who you scream at, homie. That's why I fucked your bitch."

He ended it with the perfect 2PAC opening line from "Hit em up," smiled and walked onboard our ship the USS Estocin.

 
You ever almost f*cked yourself royally right before a promotion?

I lost my Class 'A' School because I couldn't type, so they sent me undesignated to the fleet - Deck Department. A life of chipping paint, priming, sweeping - basically the ships janitor. I hated it.

1 month before taking the advancement exam for Storekeeper (SK, now called LS, Logistics Specialist), I was mess cranking (working in the kitchen) When the guy I was working with got sick and I had to do everything myself, including taking six bags of heavy food trash from my ship all the way down the pier to the dumpster.

I asked our officer of the deck (OOD) for the keys to the truck to load the truck up to take the trash to the dumpster and he said the OOD of the USS Monongahela (pier SOPA - aka senior commanding officer) who my ship was berthed behind, restricted trucks on the pier, but I could ask.

I went over there and pleaded my case, begging for him to allow me to bring the truck on the pier so I could load it with heavy food trash and he said no. "Get one of your shipmates to help you out"

...with work...when they're off. Yeah right.

I had a bright idea that wasn't bright at all. I waited until it got dark and then chucked the bags overboard hoping that the current would take them away.

I took 1 bag to the fo'clsle, and the other five bags to the flight deck and chucked them. Unfortunately, in port There is no current and those bags just sat there. I didn't know that at the time. But nobody saw me.

Later that night around 21:00, the OOD of my ship was taking a smoke break on the water side of the ship (he was supposed to be watching to see if anyone was coming aboard). He flicked the butt of his cigarette into the water, looked down to see the bags of trash. He thought, "Didn't we have French fries for chow tonight?"

"Seaman Peeples, Quarterdeck." went out on the 1MC speaker.

I stood there with an SKC who had been on board about 3 days and the OOD. The chief asked me, "Did you throw the trash overboard?"

"No chief."

Deny, deny, deny was my MO.

"Duty Boatswains Mate, Quarterdeck. I'm going to have the Boatswains Mate dredge that bag with the hook, and if it comes back with anything we had for dinner that's your ass."

"Okay, I did it," I said. I was caught. There was no need to go through all that. I could only hold on to the lie for so long and the jig was up.

"Go to your rack and come back up here in your dress whites to stand the remaining 2 hours of this watch right here on the quarterdeck, and we'll deal with you tomorrow."

So I did. Went downstairs, got in my dress whites, and stood 2 hours of quarterdeck watch.

The next day the ship was a buzz with my screw up. Everybody knew I was toast.

I stood in front of Chief's Inquiry , and the Chiefs were happily about to bust my ass. The following day, I had XOI (XO's Inquiry). I'm in my dress whites, ready for my XOI to be pushed upstairs to The Man, Captain's Mast for NJP, non-judicial punishment.

I was going to be busted from E3 down to E2 at least, and be ineligible to take the advancement exam to get TF out of Deck Department. I was f*cked...or so I thought.

They called my name and I went from sweating bullets in the passageway, to standing in front of the XO and I heard the XO say under his breath, "You lucky fuck."

"6 days extra duty. Dismissed."

I stood there stunned. My mouth dropped. I thought I was about to die and I didn't die. I was confused.

"GO!" he barked.

My heart finally started beating again, And I headed downstairs. I was only on a frigate so what I had done had gotten all around the ship, and everyone was waiting on my punishment.

"So what did you get?" Someone asked me.

"6 days extra duty."

"That's it? That's all they gave you? They didn't take away a stripe?"

"Nope," I said.

"How?"

"I don't know," I said

"So you're still eligible to take the advancement exam next month?"

"I think so."

I had no idea what was going on but I was still shitting bricks with my heart in my chest until one of the first classes told me what's up.

The chief who had been on board just 3 days saved my ass serendipitously. The Chiefs who had duty that day hurried to get that chief certified so they could take off for the day and give him the duty.

That chief was an idiot. One of the worst chiefs I'd ever worked under. I swear he was somebody's brother or cousin or something cuz he didn't know his ass from a hole in the wall.

Him making me stand 2 hours of quarterdeck watch meant I had already been punished and due to double jeopardy they couldn't send me the captain's mast, Because that would be punishing me again for the same crime. All they could do was give me 6 days of extra duty because I had already stood one day of extra duty.

The following month I took the advancement exam for storekeeper, passed and advanced to SK3 And I got out of deck department and got to work for that idiot chief. Had the chief just told me to go downstairs and we will deal with you tomorrow My ass would have been toast.

I did write My commanding officer CDR Prothro a two-page letter apologizing for my actions that wasn't requested by my superiors, I just felt it was necessary for me to do.

Deck department was hard for me because I wanted to do something that had more relevance. I was getting out of the Navy in a year and I needed something I could put on my resume at that would help me to get another job on the outside.

It worked. When I got out, me having the job as a storekeeper helped me to get the job I currently have and make the $80k+ Midwest money I'm currently making. Lucky as hell though, because that could have went the other way. They could have ignored the double Jeopardy, because I sure didn't know that they couldn't do that, but they didn't.

Throwing trash bags over the side in port could have cost my commanding officer his job, which is one of the reasons I apologized, But it's still crazy
 
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