Once upon a time long long ago. In a place far far away. Pre STCW 78 (The Gluf )
The Mate and The Old Man, Decided, The Mate could work days, Mate on a tanker running short coastal, Lots of cargo work , The 3rd Mate should do the 4 to 8 and I should do the 8 to 12 on my own.
I guess I was considered a step up from a barking dog.
I was called up to the bridge. About 1930. I thought I was in the shit again. The Old man was a rough old bastard. Been at see since before WW2. He didn't like long haired young freaks like me. I didn't like him at all.
Old Man, asked me 2 questions.
1st He pointed at the, Wheel and asked what and what s it for.
I was quite confused I was pretty sure he well into the rum by this time. WhyTF was he pointing at a wheel and asking what it was? Ok I humor him, stupid old c1234. Uhh, the wheel.
2nd question he pointed at the telegraph, What's that and what's it for.? Uhh, The Telegraph,
Your a bit slow on the f!@#ing Uptake today, I asked you what there for. I came up with some kind of answer, Steering the ship and control the RPM cant remember but It must have been good enough .
Right, your on watch from 8 till 12. till you hear otherwise. You know what the wheel and the telegraph are.
Don't forget the telegraph, Use them if you have to, Then Call me.
That was it, He left, I got a handover from the Mate and I stood my first watch,
I called him a few times, He would show up, And Ask, What I had done about it, Ok carry on, or some advice.
I never forgotten his advice, Don't forget the telegraph. Use it if you have to, Then call me.