stolen from Al Easley
Son, we live on a ship that needs power, and that power needs to be generated by people in The Pit.
Who’s gonna do it, you OS1? You RM3?
I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom.
You weep for OPS and Deck, and you curse the Engineering Department.
You have that luxury.
You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that the boo-boo you got during a Main Space fire drill, while tragic, probably saves lives.
And our existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you saves lives.
You don’t want the truth because deep down in places you don’t talk about in air-conditioned radio rooms, you WANT me in that pit; you NEED me in that pit!
We use words like SSTG, DFT, Shaft Alley, and FUCK YOU.
We use these words as the backbone of a life spent supporting the entire ship; you use them as a punch line!
I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a person who freely takes Hollywood showers with the very water I provide, AND THEN QUESTIONS THE MANNER IN WHICH I PROVIDE IT!
I would rather you just say thank you and go on your way; otherwise, I suggest you find some coveralls and scrub the bilge.
Either way, I don’t give a damn what you think you are entitled to!
6 thoughts on “I’m a Pit Snipe, You Need Me!”
That’s awesome! Nice take off on Jack Nicholson.
I know that. My 1st ship was a Gearing FRAM 2, DD-877. We trained Reserves. We cross-rated a little. A QM, you snipes know me as The Clockwinder. Been there, wound & set your Old-School non-battery-powered clocks…I know what you do. I know some of how you do it. I don’t dogg you. I try to keep Junior Officers from running our home into the rocks…
Aye, well said Snipe!
Yes we the Pit Snipes the sailors who served in the pit to become the Top Dog of the watch. From the first day you had respect for your shipmates and where you belonged in destiny. The pit is where I grew up and became midway magic 41!
Amen!! Garland, you got this one right on. MMCS Ted Williams USN Ret.
My feelings exactly, MM3 Main control