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Yeah, when I was a Sonar Tech, we had this thing called a "Torpedo Alert" well if our ship was in shallow water, like a bay, we would either turn it off or just ignore it.
So.... we get this New guy. I'm suppose to watch him and teach him and he is suppose to be my Padawan. His first time out to sea, he is sitting at the Sonar Console like an eager beaver. A small speed boat takes off somewhere in San Diego bay AND the Torpedo Alert goes off. Its only heard in our space, unless we choose to sound the alarm.
Well Rather than just push ignore. I jumped up and freaked out (all acting for him) My boss sees me and follows suit, playing right along with me. Well there are two buttons, Ignore and Alert. He calmly and rationally pushes Alert. *sigh*
SO NOW... the Torpedo Alert Noise is blaring though the Bridge as Well as in Combat (place where tactical stuff happens, looks like the Bridge of a Klingon ship) and I have My division officer, the Weapons Officer and the Captain suddenly piling into my little corner of the universe.
By the time, I cancelled it. I felt about as big as the font I'm using.
So.... we get this New guy. I'm suppose to watch him and teach him and he is suppose to be my Padawan. His first time out to sea, he is sitting at the Sonar Console like an eager beaver. A small speed boat takes off somewhere in San Diego bay AND the Torpedo Alert goes off. Its only heard in our space, unless we choose to sound the alarm.
Well Rather than just push ignore. I jumped up and freaked out (all acting for him) My boss sees me and follows suit, playing right along with me. Well there are two buttons, Ignore and Alert. He calmly and rationally pushes Alert. *sigh*
SO NOW... the Torpedo Alert Noise is blaring though the Bridge as Well as in Combat (place where tactical stuff happens, looks like the Bridge of a Klingon ship) and I have My division officer, the Weapons Officer and the Captain suddenly piling into my little corner of the universe.
By the time, I cancelled it. I felt about as big as the font I'm using.
J
TWO FOR ME:
My older stepbrother had restored a 1964 Corvair. It was beautiful.
I was just a kid and he'd been teasing me about something, so, as a joke, I found some yellow paper streamers from a birthday party, draped it all over his car and taped a big poster cut out lemon to the windshield.
Little kids don't watch weather reports and I didn't know it was going to rain. It did and streams of yellow dye ran all over his white paint job. I ran outside to clean it all off before he came back, but I couldn't get the yellow stains off. My heart was broken and I was in the front yard crying in the rain.
My stepdad, who had watched me do it, took pity on me, came out and helped me buff the stains off of the paint before my stepbrother got home. I fessed up later.
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Patroling all night can be boring at times, which is a good thing, because it means everyone is safe, but it can be hard to stay awake if all you're doing is driving around. So, from time to time, we would prank one another or stop at different departments for bathroom breaks, soft drinks/coffee, etc. One of our favorite places to take a break was at the office of one of the town marshals. But, while we were in the restroom, he would sneak into the bays and flip the switches on our lights/sirens so they would all go off when we started our cars.
So, very early one morning we decided to get him back. While he was in the restroom, one of us smeared Vaseline all over the earpiece of his telephone and I took the pad off of his deskchair, got it wet, squeezed most of the water out so you couldn't tell by looking that it was wet, and put it back.
We went out into the bay where our cars were and the marshal came on out to talk with us. About ten minutes later, we heard a very loud stream of profanities coming from his office. We immediately recognized the voice. Our boss, the Sheriff, had come out early, had radio trouble and had come in the other door...sat down ...to use the phone.
He laughed about it LATER and DID get us back.
My older stepbrother had restored a 1964 Corvair. It was beautiful.
I was just a kid and he'd been teasing me about something, so, as a joke, I found some yellow paper streamers from a birthday party, draped it all over his car and taped a big poster cut out lemon to the windshield. Little kids don't watch weather reports and I didn't know it was going to rain. It did and streams of yellow dye ran all over his white paint job. I ran outside to clean it all off before he came back, but I couldn't get the yellow stains off. My heart was broken and I was in the front yard crying in the rain.
My stepdad, who had watched me do it, took pity on me, came out and helped me buff the stains off of the paint before my stepbrother got home. I fessed up later.
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Patroling all night can be boring at times, which is a good thing, because it means everyone is safe, but it can be hard to stay awake if all you're doing is driving around. So, from time to time, we would prank one another or stop at different departments for bathroom breaks, soft drinks/coffee, etc. One of our favorite places to take a break was at the office of one of the town marshals. But, while we were in the restroom, he would sneak into the bays and flip the switches on our lights/sirens so they would all go off when we started our cars.
So, very early one morning we decided to get him back. While he was in the restroom, one of us smeared Vaseline all over the earpiece of his telephone and I took the pad off of his deskchair, got it wet, squeezed most of the water out so you couldn't tell by looking that it was wet, and put it back.
We went out into the bay where our cars were and the marshal came on out to talk with us. About ten minutes later, we heard a very loud stream of profanities coming from his office. We immediately recognized the voice. Our boss, the Sheriff, had come out early, had radio trouble and had come in the other door...sat down ...to use the phone.
He laughed about it LATER and DID get us back.
Years ago when I still lived in CA, I was renting a room from some close friends and practical jokes were the norm in the house among the adults. I think it was my friend's daughter's seventh birthday and both their family, mine, and our pastor was there for the party. At any rate, when my friend's wife began to serve the cake, my piece "accidentally" ended up smashed into her face. As expected, the adults all took it in good humor, however what was unexpected was the reaction of a certain seven year old birthday girl who had seen plenty of food fights in that house. I had to deal with a rather snippy seven year old who claimed that I had ruined her birthday.