The Navy Master Chief noticed a new face in the line of men and barked at him,
Get over here! Whats your name, sailor?
John, the new seaman replied.
Look, I dont know what kind of bleeding-heart pansy crap theyre teaching sailors in boot camp these days, but I dont call anyone by his first name, the chief scowled.
It breeds familiarity, and that leads to a breakdown in authority.
I refer to my sailors by their last names only; Smith, Jones, Baker, Jackson, whatever.
And you are to refer to me as Master Chief. Do I make myself clear?
Aye, Aye, Master Chief!
Now that weve got that straight, whats your last name?
The seaman sighed, Darling, my name is John Darling, Master Chief.
Okay, John, heres what I want you to do .
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