One fine afternoon while the ship was inport, myself and a couple of the guys I worked with were on the aft mess decks eating lunch. Before we had finished eating we heard a gawd-awful noise coming from the galley, and guys waiting in line to be served starting running out of the chow line, with the galley crew right behind them. Shortly after that black water and "scupper puppies" (turds) came rolling over the bottom lip of the watertight door leading into the serving line/galley area. Lunch was officially over at that moment.
Being that me and my buddies wete the guys responsible for such occurances (and other shipboard repair, firefighting/damage control stuff, we had to go check it out. Had a brand new pair of work boots and they were ruined the minute we waded into the thick of the disaster. We worked the rest of the day and into the night tracing-down piping systems, and finally found a major clog in the "jack-of-the-dust" storeroom below the galley. They called in infectious control from the naval hospital, gave us all tetnus shots, had us strip-down to our skivvies, walk through some shallow metal containers of disinfectant. They bagged our uniforms, and my new boots! Got some new ones the next day, but unfortunately it wouldn't be the last time I literally waded through crap as part of my job, at least on that particular ship. Oh, and if the Chief Corpsman they send over asks you if it's salt water or fresh water running through the pipe you've removed a cleanout cap from, do not, I repeat, do not stick your finger in the water then taste it like my buddy did. The Chief will almost faint. That's what caused us to get the tetnus shots.
My apologies for the long-winded story.
Being that me and my buddies wete the guys responsible for such occurances (and other shipboard repair, firefighting/damage control stuff, we had to go check it out. Had a brand new pair of work boots and they were ruined the minute we waded into the thick of the disaster. We worked the rest of the day and into the night tracing-down piping systems, and finally found a major clog in the "jack-of-the-dust" storeroom below the galley. They called in infectious control from the naval hospital, gave us all tetnus shots, had us strip-down to our skivvies, walk through some shallow metal containers of disinfectant. They bagged our uniforms, and my new boots! Got some new ones the next day, but unfortunately it wouldn't be the last time I literally waded through crap as part of my job, at least on that particular ship. Oh, and if the Chief Corpsman they send over asks you if it's salt water or fresh water running through the pipe you've removed a cleanout cap from, do not, I repeat, do not stick your finger in the water then taste it like my buddy did. The Chief will almost faint. That's what caused us to get the tetnus shots.
My apologies for the long-winded story.