M.L.I.S.W :: The Hole Digger
Sometimes I share conversations that I've had / overheard on the ship. Let me tell you....sometimes they're bizarro! They always make me think of this snotty little phrase teenage me used to love, 'oh-my-gawd. my life is so weird'. Here's the latest My Life Is So Weird Moment... On the Bridge. Routine watch with idle chit chat.
Me: I've never gotten to the point where I can travel with just a carry on.
Shipmate: Travelling with no luggage is truly the way to go.
AB: I never travel with luggage. I just find places to bury my stuff.
Me: What do you mean?
AB: Whatever I don't need to travel with I double bag in garbage bags and bury it.
Me: Bury it how?
AB: I just find a place to dig a hole. I've found that the best place to dig holes is near railroads or in church yards....there are fewer people watching....
Me: Are you kidding me right now?!
AB: No.
Me: What do you dig your hole with? I mean, do you splurge on a shovel?
AB: Nah, I've found that digging holes with a sharp knife is actually a lot easier.
Me: Oh my god. That's bizzare.
AB: -blank stare-
Me: Do you have a lot of things buried?!
AB: Yah, I got stashes everywhere...I keep a notebook with all the places written down.
Me: Wow.
AB: That's why I like shipping out of Jacksonville instead of Houston. Houston has too much concrete and Jacksonville has sand.
AB wanders out onto the bridge wing.
I look at my Shipmate...
Me: Did we really just hear that right?
Shipmate: I think so...
Vocabulary: AB - Able Bodied Seaman - they are my watchstanders.
You can read more moments of weirdness here.