How I Spent 4 Years of Shore Duty – Finally Working

How it was like working on a ship in the admin office. When I first checked into shore duty, I stopped by the admin office, and introduced myself. One of the petty officers there, took my name, she did a search, and told me congratulations, I had just made E-5. So that meant I was going to do another job there. I went on leave for a Garage door repair Charlotte couple of weeks, and then later, I checked back into the squadron for my new job.

When I checked back into the squadron a couple of weeks later, I was told I would be working in the Tactics Department. It was an office of about 6 officers and one enlisted girl. This was the first time I would actually be really working with woman in the Navy now. The squadron had a little over 300 people in it, and about 50 or more of them, were girls. The Repair Department, had a lot of ladies in it, a lot of lesbians, because the girls upstairs later, would talk about the girls down stairs. The office departments upstairs, where we all worked, was mostly all woman, and some of them, were very pretty.

The department I was checking into, and whose job I would be taking, was held by a girl named Denise. She was a very pretty blond girl, 19 years old. She showed me around, and then she asked one of the officers if she could leave for the rest of the day, and he said, “Yes.”

On the ship, you can never get out of work, unless you are really sick. I never heard of someone calling in sick, or someone in the office would of just said, you need to go to the doctor then. On shore duty, if you are a blond, and good looking, you can do what you want, pretty much. Denise already was living with a LCDR in the Navy, that was from another squadron.

I did not really have a job yet, and Denise had left early for the day, and most of the officers were not in the office. I would later learn, that Denise would get a lot of days off, just by asking, and she took advantage of her looks. We had 4 male officers in the office, that were training teachers. They would have classes of new pilots that go threw our school, since we are a school that teaches pilots how to fly radar planes.

The classes always consisted, of 6 new Navy officers, that go threw our school for about 6 weeks. So we get a lot of congressman and admirals, that like to stop by all the time, to show their face. There was always a lot of cake cutting, and ceremonies going on, at the squadron.

Denise told me that there was another yeoman on leave, who would be coming into the office also, to help me. I would not see her for awhile. I worked in the office, doing pretty much nothing, most of the time. I could not believe, they did not have enough work to keep me busy, and now it was pretty boring already. The officers were in their own little world, and didn’t even know I was there, pretty much.

They had aircraft flights, that the officers from our squadron, could ferry, which meant, they could take the airplane out, and go to a certain airport somewhere in the United States, as long as there was a reason. They could get a free vacation, and take their own airplane to that place, if they could maneuver it, and a lot of the pilots could come up with a plan, to use the planes, for their own personnel little vacation. One of the CDR’s in the squadron, who was one of the coolest officers I also ever met, always called Denise, by her first name also. He started calling me Vince, and I could just never get used to it.

One day, Denise was telling me something, and she was saying this guys name, and I did not know who she was talking about, but she was talking about the Commander. I just never called him by his first name. She went on a couple of those ferry flights, and the officers used to make jokes about it, like she was up there having sex with someone, but only the people aboard the plane, knows for sure, what goes on up there.

Over the 4 years at shore duty, I spent a lot of personal time, with a lot of the girls from work. Mostly I spent a lot of time with Debbie. She had her own apartment, and was serious about her education, and wanted to get her degree and get out of the Navy, and get a big corporate job. Me and Debbie became very good friends over the years. We were not lovers, but we should of been. We always flirted a lot at work, but never when we were alone, it seemed.