Today I feel like telling random funny stories about my time in the Navy.

First, I fucking LOVED it. Joined at 29 & could appreciate the bennies & perks more, and had a whole different perspective of the experience.

First 2 weeks were culture shock. After that, FUN! 😜
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One guy was a stealthy dude. As things relaxed a bit near the end we started pranking one another.

He'd crawl under the bunks & steal socks to spell out words. We tied someone to the bed with dental floss. (Dude thought it was funny, it wasn't to haze him, just silly fun) 😁
We had to stand watches at night in the barracks. I liked the 0400-0600 & got it regularly.

One night tho, it was ten to balls & this red faced serious kid shows up at our barracks door.

"Need to check the hazmat materials..."

I had a real life moment & cracked up in his face
I got in trouble for that bc his soupervisor was with him. But when I get the giggles, there's no stopping.

There's no way to explain the tired silly of mustering in the courtyard at 0430, still asleep in the dark and someone FAAARTS loud in the quiet under the stars. 😁😁😁
I'll hop around as stuff pops in my head.

I was a brig escort for a bit after my accident. We took sailors to & from the brig for court martial, lawyer consults.

Once I was a bailiff for a CM - dude was selling acid. The judge asked "what's a hit mean? How is it ingested?" 😜
My dad called me "Rackets" from MASH bc in boot I was in a triple threat division (choir, band, rifles) & during hell week only had to sing, not work in the galley.

While in school I was in the choir & didn't have to stand watches, hand in my liberty card or..
Work in the galley
One night, returning from xmas leave, I'm MAD AF bc I finally had to report to the galley at 0200 hours.

Girls returning from leave squealing I can't sleep I'm mad. My Rackets days were over.đŸ˜«

2300 over the PA: Galley service civilians only now, galley service secured forever.
Oh and never wash a sailor's coffee cup. Stationed at FACSFAC NASNI as a JMCIS repair tech I randomly washed everyone's coffee cups one day.

You wanna get a buncha sailors mad, wash the grunge outta their coffee cups đŸ€Ł they value that shit for some reason.
If you plan on joining and don't *want* to stand watches in boot don't write neatly lmao.

It's block letter CAPS & the neater you are, the more they want you on watch. 😁

One of the funnest parts was learning the *illegal* marches.
MASS CONFUSION MARCH!
Our div had drums.
When I became Seamen Apprentice I told the 1st class Petty Officer who was my supervisor...

Call me Seamen Princess.
Bahhhahahaha.

Dude gave me a cake office job & I didn't have to work the galley waiting for my school to start. *Rackets*
Serious moment.

Serving this country was the single greatest honor of my life. Getting my dog tags, getting my military ID, getting my uniforms - these were moments I'll never forget.

The pride of belonging to something so much greater than anything I've ever done.
Hubs has funnier stories & a better memory than I, but one of his stands out...

He was an RDC, twice. We get "mashed" or "beat" - 8 count body builders in full uniform til the walls sweat.

His div was on the floor *swimming* & he makes them say PLEASE DON'T EAT ME MR. SHARK đŸ€Ł
Eating in the galley in boot is HYSTERICAL. When you're getting food & want something extra it's "MASHED POTATOES TIMES 2 SHIPMATE!"

You can't talk at the table & use hand signals for condiments & salt & pepper & napkins. Reason? Sometimes you gotta run dark & silent on a ship.
There's nothing weirder tho, than someone on a power trip assaulting your ears with their weirdness.

"IF I TELL YOU TO KILL PUPPIES YOU'LL KILL PUPPIES." Um, no.

I ignored that shit & quietly joked about the squirrels in the courtyard keeping their squirrelish figures.
You're ALWAYS tired. Period. Learning the hardest shit of your life while sleep deprived.

They break you down as individuals & train you to TEAM THINK. Doing situps linked arm by arm.

In school if you're tired better not fall asleep. Get up & do your jumping jacks shipmate!
@Mongo1950 just reminded me.
Boot camp in Great Lakes in the winter is FREEZING cold. Some days you're not allowed off the Qdeck w/out your face covered.

They announce uniform of the day "today ball caps" or "wool cap" & one day they said both in our barracks. We all wore both.
We were the only ones who marched in formation to our school, & showed up in BOTH HATS. Bc nobody could confirm in time & that shit is an ORDER.

Doesn't matter if it's an anonymous voice over a PA system. They tell you ball caps & wool caps, you wear it! We looked ridiculous. đŸ€Ł
My hubs, who trained recruits just told me more about the silence in the galley.

SAFETY. If everyone talked the noise would be tremendous. They couldn't hear it if someone was choking.

Also, your time to eat is SHORT! Blabbing & eating fast a greater choking risk. Wow cool.
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