Tried to go to sleep, because all of the friends that I regularly talk to are offline(though I haven't gotten on XIV today, just don't feel it today).
Suddenly thought about this stupid time I almost got masted back in early 2015 when I was still in the Navy. Didn't wear a belt, had random urinalysis. Get chewed out for not having belt. Think that's the end of it. Next day get checked again for belt. Not dumb, so I have belt on.
Third day, I'm working Waterfront, but get summoned back to the main base for special muster. Go to special muster, special muster concludes. I'm omw out the door when some jack wagon I've never seen before who is leaning back in a chair with his feet propped up on a desk says, "Hey, you got a belt on?" and he cackled while he was mouthing out the words as dickishly as possible. Didn't know who he was, couldn't see his collar, just responded, "Yes." - "Let us see!" - I give a chagrined chuckle, "No, I'm already late for opening the waterfront office because of this stupid muster." Leave.
Get to Waterfront. Get chewed out for being late. No one there knew about the special muster. Sit down at desk, phone rings, it's my actual LPO, "Hey, I need you to come back." - "Why?" - "You don't need to know why, you just need to do what I say." - "I'm not leaving my watch unless I have a reason." - "Ok, ok. It's about your belt." - "Are you serious?!" - "Yes, now get back here quick." - "No." - "Look, this isn't something you get to decide just cause you have autonomy at the waterfront. You're under me, you do what I *** say. Get your *** back here, now." - "No, Petty Officer, this is one of those times where you piss off your hardest worker and have to enforce your authority, Petty Officer. Have a good day." Hang up. Get called back not even two minutes later by Chief, "Hey, we're relieving you of waterfront duty. Come talk to me in my office."
Apparently the *** who propped his feet up on the desk was some new First Class who thought for some reason, that I magically would know who he was and what his rank was, when we'd never met before that day. He was all pissed, claiming I disobeyed a direct order. Then I had to *** talk back to a Chief and two 1sts. I mean, I legitimately disobeyed my LPO, but the root cause was the other 1st being an informal dirt bag. Was mildly funny. LPO didn't know what to do, he'd never had a 3rd tell him no since he made 1st. He was like a 14 year 1st.
So they put me to work in the main building doing ***jobs, and they send new people down to the Waterfront. I was only a simple security watch, in doors etc. Not even really necessary imo, but the watch existed, and I filled it everyday. It was a sit down, stare down a hall way for 9 hours a day type thing. Everyone they sent down there after me got wicked bored and caused problems. The Chief they brought down on me was new to his position, my old Chief had moved back to a boat. New Chief played XIV, so we became friends pretty quick. Within two months, I was the only one who really remembered the belt incident. Never landed Waterfront again, though I did occasionally fill in for someone when they had an emergency or took leave or whatever. It was the cakest of cake jobs.
Anyway, they brought up this infraction of mine sometime later when I was having some other issue during the time that I was filling out all my separation paperwork. Apparently I pissed off the Master Chief and by extension the XO and JAG or something like that. I got told by the Chief Yeoman that I was walking on eggshells towards a masting. He was like, "Wynn, if you do one wrong thing now, say one wrong thing, show up late one more time, get an unsat on an inspection... anything. They're looking for anything to take you to mast." It was kinda wonky, because I really never did anything wrong.
As for what I did to piss off the Master Chief... that's a whole different story lol. Ahh, good times, lol.