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That’ll sound great on the bridge voice recorder someday.[/QUOTE]
A voice recorder would have been an interesting one today. This is more the capt and Chief I walked in to on the bridge, goofing around as it was a boring day.
Cap: I was in Equador when that happened to you, I bet you deserved it being as you were
Chief: Tell it to another soul and I’ll kill you. Done already Jensen? i nod and just watch the view
Cap: I take that as a threat, on job and to a superior!
Chief: thats what your mom pult(fucked also means pulled) after I did her in Shanghai.
Cap: How dare you pull my mother in to this, animal! At least i can keep a secret, like when i did your dad
Chief: …
i turn around and just stares
Cap: sounded better in my mind, honest.
I started chuckling
Chief: what you laughing at Grease monkey? Since you are done with the engine, go swap the clean deck
Me: fuck no! That is the deckies job! (had it not been a humorus tune I would never said that!)
Chief: You do as I say, if not that, wash my asscheeks
Me: why not you swap my ****
Cap: The pup grew teeth, I like that, I recommend you to officer.
Chief: Whelp! Go down below now and push that funny button, we’re soon arriving to port, and if you refuse, I’ll tie you up and place you Naked in a booth with a hole in it going you-kbow-where and give it as a gift to the mate (who is Gay)
As i walked out I heard the cap say
That was pretty harsh, think to løse your a-cherry like that, eech!
The cap and chief I got now are pals and their kids are married so they are sorta family. If Anyone knew what happened behind restricted doors, i dunno if they’d take us seriously.
Another story, at times its not your own cap
This was another cap we sailed with, he also sits in the board of the company.
The mate and I was talking of what stood in the news, for the story was about the boat and that it had been taxated. He had been quite sloppy with his language regarding the cap…it was also then i noticed…
Mate: the fck does he know what this ship is worth? He’s a degraded baffoon. How can he say how much the ship is worth when he can’t even handle tickets to the passengers?
Me: uhm…dude, your radio is on!
He had the radio on his hip so most likely when he was fiddling with the ropes, he had managed to turn the radio on…he was fast to turn it off, and the thing is, these radios broadcast to other boats as well. Å good ten seconds silence before the caps voice sparks from the radio
Gundersen, to the bridge…NOW!
as he dissapeared upstairs, the captain on the other ferry morscoded SOS to the situation, and someone else, still unknown, probably a brat on shore or so broadcasted the funeral match for ten seconds…