So a RAG classmate of mine (This Is No Shit! I swear on my mother's something or other...) got absolutely shitfaced at the Pcola O'club (as young Ensign SNAs at API are to do when challenged by pretty much anyone else), walked down to the beach by the lighthouse and decided the nice cool sand was a good place to sleep it off.
He woke up by the main gate bridge and starting swimming for his life. He got picked up by PMO, who tried to give him a bunch of alcohol/drunken related tickets. ("Hey boys, I got me an Officer today!" type of deal). SO there is my RAG mate, just about the nerdiest looking SNA appearing even more pitiful in his drown rat state, standing before the man. He's still drunk and reeking of beer, rum, puke and seawater. RAG mate is honest before The Man. The Base CO laughs at his story, tells him he couldn't be lying, tells PMO to drop all charges, and calls his roommate to come pick him up. When roommate gets there the base CO chews said roommate out for leaving his (luckily naturally buoyant) buddy to fend for himself after a night of defending the honor of every SNA who came before him.
RAG classmate was a good dude. Someone much higher went to bat for him because he was a good dude.
Moral of the story to every SNA/SNFO out there- You can survive almost anything if you're a good dude.
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