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Navy wanted a rebate...
Since I took the early termination and paid the fee (mentioned earlier), when I got out and finally made it back to Florida, I shortly receive a letter from the Money folks at the Navy. I received a $2,000 bonus for something; I don't even remember what it was for. I think finishing Nuke School or A School. Maybe someone can tell me. I forgot. I remember getting the cash though. But, since I didn't finish my full term, the navy wanted a refund. They figured out a prorated amount for the time between my seperation date and my actual EAOS. It wasn't allot of money, but they wanted it back. After about 25 letters, and no less then 75 harassing phone calls, some commander called with threats. I asked him how many man hours were spent trying to collect this, and how much postage etc. Then I told him I didn't have it, and it would have been cheaper to drop it then spend the money on collection. He chuckled: I never heard from them again. The amount: $116 |
Regarding Nuke advice
I was also a watchbill coordinator AND Supply PO. Don't ask me how I got those jobs because I have no idea. Supply PO was cool in that I worked in the office and pretty much did whatever I wanted. No one had any idea what I did, so as long as I ordered everything needed I was left alone. I think I got the watchbill job because I filled in for the person who did it before me. When he left, I just took over. My last few months in the Navy I was "training" a new supply PO, and writing the watchbill -- that was about it. I remember we got a new Division officer (former enlisted). We started a Persian Gulf cruise in Sept. and I was getting out the middle of November. I still mustered in 2 plant, but didn't do maintenance. About our second or third day at sea the Division Officer said to me, "Petty Officer Matthys, I hear you are a short timer." I told him how many days I had. He says, "I guess I shouldn't expect to see too much of you, should I?" I said, "I guess you shouldn't, sir." |
Out to pasture
My whole time on IKE, I watched so many guys as they became short timers who would be put "out to pasture" the last several months.. whatever role they had played in the division, they would turn it over to their replacement and become somewhat of a no-load. This is something I looked forward to my whole time in.. a nice three month vacation in my "twilight" years to cap off my service. As my termination date approached, we were in the yards with a hell of a lot of work to do - so those bastards worked me til the day I got out. As a matter of fact, I walked off that pig on a Monday...But the very day before I got out, a SUNDAY, they still had me working in a friggin' void!. |
Ritchie, you must have a selective memory
I remembe standing watch with you Ritchie, you were FCW and I was RARUL. I came around the corner an saw you sleeping on the phone box on the side of the hear here booth. I snuck up on you and screamed in your ear. You about had a heart attack. I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe and fell on the floor. You proceded to smack me pretty good. Never slept on watch-HAH! |
Sorry Ritchie
Sorry about using your name in the flooding story. Steve Hess told me the story while I was at Steam Plant Maintenance "C" school. I only went by what he told me. R/ Brian |
Conversations on the 501's
Pete, I was shocked to think you thought all those shoot the shits on the 501's were wasteful. Man, we solved all the world's problems and cemented friendships that obviously are still intact at least via this site. The tradition is still carried on in the civilian Nuke world. We have some really great shoot the shits in our kitchen/lounge, which we refer to as the "Area of Concentrated Professionalism." Also, that fine dining in Naples was at Mama Luigi's, where you could be force-fed, slapped on the head, served by an old man with palsy, and watch "Starksky and Hutch" dubbed in Italian. What a great place! |
More OTP
Previosly, I said I turned over RM21 to Scott Bitner. In reality, I turned it over to Dan Reighard after I got busted to MM2. However, Dan was transferring to the Roosevelt and maxing out on sleaziness, so I still pretty much had the load to the end 3 months later. I even got stabbed to be a void opener watch on a non duty day till about 1900 when I was down to single digits. I never really got to be OTP. |
amazing what a good drunk can do
Hey Brian, I remember that watch falling asleep. I guess time does weird things to the mind. You scared the crap out of me. Thank god you were cool. But I guess I was no different then everyone else. anyway, I think my heart is still pounding from that. When I read your post, I just started laughing. Wish I could get away with sleeping at work not..... Oh, I do; just close the door, tell the sect'y to hold all calls, then sleep off the buzz from the night before. Some things never change. At least now if i fall asleep the worst thing that happens is a TV commercial don't air on time. I guess that's not too bad. Maybe for the advertiser it sucks though. LOL I gave up the NUKE game; i do advertising now. |
WCS RM22
I was the work center supervisor for RM-22 for awhile, but I don't remember who turned it over to me. does anyone Remember???? I am trying to fill in the memory loss thing after 21 years. thanks to much booze, 420 etc. Amazing what time does to the mind. |
Does anyone Remember??
When I was on Ike and in port, I spent many weekends going to New Jersey and staying at my grandmother Dolly's house. Dolly was a unique chick, and definately not your typical grandmother. She was cool and enjoyed going to the casino's in Atlantic City. She always looked forward to me coming on weekends, because I took her down the shore so she could play her slot machines. We used to leave at 2200 and come home when they closed at 0600. A few times, some of you guys went with me. Dolly loved it. I can't remember who went with me. Did any of you guys go? Help me remember. The reason I ask is simple. Dolly died in 1988 ( I miss her dearly ), and right up til the day she died, she told everyone how much fun she had with me and my nave friends down in Atlantic City, and always asked how ??? was. She said she was a sailor by osmosis. Just another lost memory that just came back.. |