EN2 Thomas Phipps
(1974-1976) | Submitted On: 12/19/2004
Another Sea Story from Tom Phipps. C’mon you guys, I know you have some good ones. Let’s hear them.
We were sweltering back in the A-gang shop, directly under the fantail. This young, new sailor stopped back one afternoon and asked for help. What’s up? It seemed that he went up to find a place to smoke a joint, and chose to duck into a fan room up on the starboard side. He said he had been blowing his exhaust into the screen filter, unaware as to where that smoke was going. The cannibus aroma came out of a vent above the officer’s wardroom table…while they were eating noon chow. Now you know on that vent was the numbers of the fanroom and it’s location, so he was caught in the act! What did he need from us? He said that if we could help him prove that they were wrong about which fanroom supplied air to that vent, he could maybe get off on a technicality! We gave him the boot. Circa 1975.