Sorry for yesterday’s silence. We had a bit of a disagreement over how much time should be spent on the computer per day, and I think we silently agreed to a moratorium on computer use for the day.
It’s mostly my fault, anyhow. I suggested he go ahead and buy this particular video game instead of worrying about downloading demos and whatnot since it’s been seven months since he got a new game. It turns out to be exactly the kind of game he absolutely loves, so he got sucked into it.
It’s weird having him home so much, let me tell you. He’s still not back to work yet, but that may change tomorrow. He was thinking about going in to work tomorrow anyhow so he can try to switch duty days for Friday (we have a picnic to go to that day), but now something else has come up.
Yesterday morning, I heard the phone ringing at 8am. I leapt out of bed and raced into the kitchen, nearly losing my balance and crashing to the tile floors. As soon as I picked up, I heard a man saying, “This is Chief So-and-So. May I speak to Chief W.?”
Gahhhh. Ship stuff.
As I handed the phone to him, Kurt asked, “What day is it? Is it Monday?” because he was thinking they were calling him to ask where the hell was he. No such luck.
Apparently one of his guys is in jail.
That didn’t take long. The guys have only been home since Tuesday the 12th.
I guess this guy got a DUI before they even left last November. Instead of taking care of it on his own (which is doable when you’re a sailor, but not recommended), he decided to sweep it under the rug and forget about it. So he got underway with the rest of the ship and said nothing to anyone, least of all his chain of command.
While he was gone, the cops issued a warrant for his arrest.
Like I said, the ship got home on Tuesday the 12th. On Friday the 15th, this guy was pulled over for speeding, and when the cop ran his info, he found the warrant for this guy’s arrest. He slapped the cuffs on him and hauled him off to jail.
When you get in trouble with the law when you’re in the military, it’s not the same as it is if you’re a civilian. As a civilian, no one really cares if you get in trouble with the law. The military does. Big time. This guy used his one phone call to call his mother, which was yet another mistake of his. The cops ended up having to call the ship themselves to let them know they had this guy in custody.
The ship has to bail him out, and right now, the general consensus is to let him rot there for a while since he didn’t take care of it before he left on deployment. Kurt called the ship this morning, and this guy is still in jail! He’s been there since Friday.
This guy is one of Kurt’s problem children. I guess he’s always making trouble, which makes the ship less likely to want to help him out. Once he gets out of jail, he’s going to go to Captain’s mast (sort of like an on-ship trial presided over by the Captain of the ship) and will most likely be busted down in rank from a Petty Officer Third Class to a Fireman (an E-4 down to an E-3). That also means getting busted in pay. The absolute least punishment on top of getting busted he’ll get is 45/45, which is 45 days restriction to the ship (he can’t leave the ship for any reason), and 45 days extra duty. Kurt thinks they’ll probably throw him in the brig.
See, this is the thing I don’t get with sailors. You voluntarily agree to join the military, and you are told straight-up that the Navy owns you from that moment on. You get in trouble, and it’s nothing like the civilian world where if you take care of it on your own, no one cares! You screw up in your personal life when you’re in the military, and it will affect your career adversely. Even getting into debt will prevent you from getting a high security clearance since you’ll be more susceptible to being paid by another country for selling military secrets. A friend of Kurt’s was being investigated last year because his debt got too high, and he had a very high security clearance. There is nothing sacred in your personal life when you belong to the military.
And you know? I’m okay with that. I have been a military brat my entire life. I guess that’s why it makes so much sense to me. I know how the Navy works; I don’t feel like my privacy is being invaded. To me, it’s just normal.
The military isn’t for everyone. But for us, it’s a good fit. I’m glad to be a Navy wife.