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xaq_the_aereonToday was definitely what I would classify as "shit".
Skylar, one of the guys I work with, was checking his Navy email during lunch, and got one from a friend of his that just had a link saying "What do you want for Christmas?" Figuring it was harmless, he clicked it.
It fired up a screen-sized slideshow taking guesses at his dream gift, such as "A brand new car?", "A big hot tub?", and other such stuff...moments after each question appeared on the screen, an image would pop up.
As you probably guessed by now, those pics were...yep.
Porn.
As soon as the first one popped up, I chuckled, told him to kill it, and went to close the door to the shop so nobody would see it before he had a chance to close it. 2 things happened then.
1: I got an earful of "FUCK YOU, HARRY!" (3,049...) and comments to the effect that they (Skylar and the group of guys huddled around the screen) weren't gonna close it.
2: 4 words exited my mouth.
"Oh...hey, Master Chief."
Of all the people who could've walked in at that moment, it just had to be our Command Master Chief.
Right then we ALL knew Skylar was in deep shit. CMC simply asked him what the difference between an E-4's pay and an E-3's pay was, and to come to his office as soon as he found out...a rather thinly-veiled threat of things to come.
As soon as our CMC walked out the door, obviously a bit peeved, the rest of the shop, Skylar included, started cracking up, telling him how busted he was. I wasn't laughing, and for good reason...I knew damn well he wasn't the only one who was dead meat.
I hate being right.
Fortunately, it doesn't seem like it will go any farther than the barrage of ass-chewings we all got today, but who knows with CMC. He's already had his eye on us after Stevenson and our shop supervisor got caught having a fight yesterday, and after this...I could very well be looking at putting my Airman stripes back on in the near future thanks to that fuckhead's friend.
*head drops onto desk* Thanks a fucking lot, Skylar, for ruining my day if not the remainder of my enlistment.
Skylar, one of the guys I work with, was checking his Navy email during lunch, and got one from a friend of his that just had a link saying "What do you want for Christmas?" Figuring it was harmless, he clicked it.
It fired up a screen-sized slideshow taking guesses at his dream gift, such as "A brand new car?", "A big hot tub?", and other such stuff...moments after each question appeared on the screen, an image would pop up.
As you probably guessed by now, those pics were...yep.
Porn.
As soon as the first one popped up, I chuckled, told him to kill it, and went to close the door to the shop so nobody would see it before he had a chance to close it. 2 things happened then.
1: I got an earful of "FUCK YOU, HARRY!" (3,049...) and comments to the effect that they (Skylar and the group of guys huddled around the screen) weren't gonna close it.
2: 4 words exited my mouth.
"Oh...hey, Master Chief."
Of all the people who could've walked in at that moment, it just had to be our Command Master Chief.
Right then we ALL knew Skylar was in deep shit. CMC simply asked him what the difference between an E-4's pay and an E-3's pay was, and to come to his office as soon as he found out...a rather thinly-veiled threat of things to come.
As soon as our CMC walked out the door, obviously a bit peeved, the rest of the shop, Skylar included, started cracking up, telling him how busted he was. I wasn't laughing, and for good reason...I knew damn well he wasn't the only one who was dead meat.
I hate being right.
Fortunately, it doesn't seem like it will go any farther than the barrage of ass-chewings we all got today, but who knows with CMC. He's already had his eye on us after Stevenson and our shop supervisor got caught having a fight yesterday, and after this...I could very well be looking at putting my Airman stripes back on in the near future thanks to that fuckhead's friend.
*head drops onto desk* Thanks a fucking lot, Skylar, for ruining my day if not the remainder of my enlistment.
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Date: 12/15/06 20:15 (UTC)Here's hoping you get out of this the best you can.
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