‘We were in the GOT in April 1975, aboard the Big “E”. It was my first DIRSUP ride. I was taking a “break” on the portside catwalk just outside the SUPRAD spaces. It was way cool watching them brand new F-14 Tomcats taking off!! I could feel the heat of the afterburners as they left the deck. All of a sudden, somebody on the flightdeck grabbed me by the back of my dungaree shirt and lifted my stupid ass up onto the deck and yelled, “YOU!!! Follow ME!!!!”. We double timed to the air bosses chair, where I was told to stand at attention. I did so for about an hour, until the air boss, who was calling the shots on the flight deck, and without finishing one sentence before starting the next, lit right into me and chewed on my ass for another hour. Finally he asked me where was I from. I told him, “OZ Division,SIR!!”. He said, kinda to himself, “What the hell is OZ division?”. Another officer standing nearby leaned over and whispered to him, “He’s a CT, sir”. The air boss looked at me for a minute and said, “Aaaaaah, ok. You’re dismissed.” As I was being escorted by the officer who had done the whispering as to what I was, I tried to encourage the point made by the air boss that I was a damned CT, by God. The officer looked at me and told me that it wasn’t that the air boss thought what an important person I was - rather, he knew I didn’t know jackshit about being aboard a ship - much less an aircraft carrier! So much for impressing the boss!!’
You work for who now?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b1WIHC2dzLs