It was in-port procedure aboard the Goldsborough during the mid 70's that the OS's (aka Scope Dopes) manned the contankerous old telephone switchboard down in Ray's IC Shop. As jobs go aboard ship, it was "skate" duty. We all enjoyed the comraderie with the IC gang (Remember Boo Boo?)and the watches went by quickly & pleasantly.
One fine morning while I'm on the SWB, a call for then Petty Officer Plumlee comes in. The caller, obviously female, and sounding rather friendly asks for him. At the time Ray was only aboard a few weeks and I did not know him very well. Not knowing his marital status,(and this is the "brain not engaged"part) blurt out:"Hey Plumlee! It's either your wife or your girlfriend!" Of course, this was said with the line open for all parties to hear. Ray gave me the "Hairy Eye Ball" for that one and after it struck me what I said, I wanted to crawl under my console. Ray told me that particular incident (which luckily,he didn't remember)did not wreck his marriage. Years later, I would think of that incident & wonder if I could have been responsible for torpedoing that relationship. |