Okay, got a story a few of you should enjoy.
I while I was in school at NAS Whidbey Island, I was
doing OJT (On-the-Job-Training) at the AIMD there.
One day, I was told I had the coffee detail the next
day. I told the First Class Petty Officer that I did
not know how to make coffee. He looked at me like I
was some kind of moron and wasn't sure if I was serious
or not. Anyhow, to shorten the story, he took me down
there, showed the behometh of a coffee machine, it stood
four feet above the counter, and was 1 1/2 feet in diameter
(seriously). Next he showed me this valve controls the
water, the coffee goes into the basket in the top, the
filters are in the cabinet, and the coffee is in the
white five gallon plastic container over there.
"Oh, that sounds easy enough", I said.
So, I get up at about four in the morning, press my
uniform, shine my boots, and hit the chow hall. I then
went to work and made the coffee. About 15 minutes later,
one of the Marine Staff Sergeants dropped in and said something
to the effect, "Damn! That is killer coffee you made. it'd rip
the barnacles off of the side of a ship." I really didn't know
what I did, just felt good that one of the SSgts liked my coffee.
About an hour later a Navy Leutenant and a couple of Senior
Petty Officers show up, asking who was assigned to the shop
to make the coffee this morning. PO1 Peace (or Hellmann)
told them it was LCpl Leeper. They asked where I was. I
jumped up from the bench and was over there in a flash.
"Why didn't you make fresh coffee?!?", they said. "Sir, I
did", I said. "No, you did not", they said. "Sir, maybe
I didn't, but I really did", I said, "Here, let me show you".
So, they followed me down there, I climbed up the ladder,
and opened the top to show them that the grounds were still
hot. I pulled it out, they were looking at me kinda funny,
since I was having trouble pulling it out. I carried it
down the ladder, and showed them. What they saw was a
hopper that was full to the brim, with about three Folgers
coffee cans worth of coffee inside, which I had left on
to perk, and was still in the process of perking...
They said they believed me. On the way back to the shop,
my First Class told me that you are only supposed to put
an inch to two inches at the most in the hopper. For the
next three years, I never had to make coffee again...
...one "good" thing, all the higher ups knew who I was
that morning...