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Oldtoe

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I don't need no freakin' clearance, dawg. I'm like Windex on inch-thick plate glass up in h'yeah!
 

bovinehost

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That felt weird, just typing that out.

Hey, my first ever deployment was on the USS Iowa. I didn't know shinola from that other stuff. I was just jazzed to be on a BATTLESHIP! And doing sneaky things and watching flying fish and stuff!

Anyway, on the rank scale, I was a bit lower than whale poop. There are things you're just supposed to know, I guess, but I wasn't there yet.

But I knew that only five or six people on the whole ship had access to our workspaces, so when someone came to the door (hatch), I'd ask for their ID and then check their names against a list taped inside to the wall. And I'd close the door while I checked, too. Can't be too careful.

So along about day four or five, some guy with a lot of fancy stuff on his shoulder boards rings the buzzer. I open the door, ask for his ID. He looks at me for the longest time, saying nothing, but I don't know him.

Finally, he kind of chuckles, reaches into his back wallet and pulls out his ID. I take it, close the door, thinking, "What an asshat, made me stand there forever."

Check the list.

Oops.

See, one of the things you're just supposed to know is what the Commanding Officer of the ship looks like. Or at least be able to read his nametag.

Doh!
 

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Did he have a sense of humor about it?

He did, after a while.

Years later, I was in some kind of inspection thing. The Admiral from Southern Command was new, he was coming over to view the Navy guys hiding in the jungle, some kind of dog and pony show.

He stops in front of me and looks at me for the longest time. And I'm thinking, "I know this guy." But do I? I didn't know that many admirals, really - certainly not SouthCom commander types.

(For those of you keeping score at home, his actual title was Commander, U.S. NAVAL FORCES SOUTH. And I now remember his name - Admiral Gneckow.)

Just as he says, "I know you", I place him. Ex-Commanding Officer of the USS Iowa!

I can't help myself - I have to laugh a little bit. I say, "I was the seaman who checked your ID before letting you...." and before I finished, he was clapping me on the shoulder, how the hell are you, etcetera etcetera.

My own commanding officer was mighty confused.

Jack

PS: Could we GET more off-topic?
 
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