LOL!
So you gave them an un-announced nuclear alarm exercise and they didn't appreciate the extra training? Strange... :thinking: :shrug::nana:
Indeed, I got no thanks. That was the year Admiral Rickover paid us an inspection visit.
"Father of the Nuclear Navy", retired--old--crotchety as HELL.
We were told on the morning of his well prepared-for visit,
"Between the hours of 1300 and 1500 there will be NO loudspeaker announcements
and NO machinery of any kind in operation, and NO imperfectly uniformed sailors aboard Orion.
That is all."
It was the Executive Officer of Orion who got me back, literally. I was a skinny kid, 140lbs, less.
In the mess hall: "You. Sailor. Here. Help carry this
(window air conditioner, 14k BTU) up the ladder."
The other volunteer was a stocky deckhand. Which one was directed
to the lower rungs of the steep-angled deck ladder?
The XO ruined my back for the rest of my life.
I spend my days, nights, in a zero-G chair.
That is all.