A shipmate and I were sleeping when someone opened the door and said loudly, "We're almost on the gear!" This meant time to go to work.
I was on the top bunk and slipped and landed on top of my shipmate and we became a mass ot tangled up humanity on the deck.
We were both kind of punchy and panicky and started to both put on the same pair of pants ala Laurel and Hardy. When it was discovered they were my pants he pulled his leg out and I turned them and put my other leg in the other pantleg and pulled them up. It was then I realized they were on backwards.
I simply reached around and buttoned the top button, called it good and raced for the galley where breakfast was already on the table. I chowed down and spent the rest of the workday with my pants n backwards.
Nobody said a word about it.
All I can say about the incident is that there's a lot to be said about a job where nobody looks twice at a coworker that shows up for work with his pants on backwards.
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