The Power of the Almighty Chief Petty Officer

As a crowded airliner is about to take-off, the peace is suddenly
shattered by a five-year-old boy who picks that moment to throw a wild
temper tantrum. No matter what his frustrated, embarrassed mother
does to try to calm him down, the boy continues to scream furiously
and kick the seats around him. Suddenly, from the rear of the plane,
an older man in the uniform of a US Navy Chief begins to make his way
up the aisle. Stopping the frustrated mother's upraised hand, the
white haired, courtly, soft-spoken Chief leans down and, motioning
toward his collar, whispers something into the boy's ear. Instantly,
the boy calms down, gently takes his mother's hand, and quietly
fastens his seat belt. All the other passengers burst into spontaneous
applause. As the Chief slowly makes his way back to his seat, one of
the cabin attendants touches his sleeve. "Excuse me Chief", she asks
quietly, "could I ask you what magic words you used on that little
boy?" The Chief smiled serenely and gently confides, "I showed him my
anchors, service stripes, and battle ribbons, and then explained to
him that they entitled me to throw one passenger out of the plane."

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"The Genie"
A Petty Officer Second Class, First Class and a Chief are off the ship
together for lunch. While crossing a park they come upon an antique
oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out in a puff of smoke. The Genie
says, "I usually only grant three wishes, so I'll give each of you just
one." "Me first!" says the Petty Officer Second Class. "I want to be
in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, a beautiful woman at my side and
not a care in the world." Poof! He's gone. "Me next!" says the First
Class. "I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal
masseuse, an endless supply of pina coladas and a beautiful woman."
Poof! He's gone. "You're next," the Genie says to the Chief.

The Chief says, "I want those two back on the ship right after lunch."
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"The Chief and the Gunny"
An old Chief and an old Gunny were sitting at the VFW arguing about
who'd had the tougher career. "I did 30 years in the Corps," the Gunny
declared proudly, "and fought in three of my country's wars. Fresh out
of boot camp I hit the beach at Okinawa, clawed my way up the blood
soaked sand, and eventually took out an entire enemy machine gun nest
with a single grenade.
"As a sergeant, I fought in Korea alongside General MacArthur. We
pushed back the enemy inch by bloody inch all the way up to the Chinese
border, always under a barrage of artillery and small arms fire. "Finally, as
a gunny sergeant, I did three consecutive combat tours in Vietnam. We
humped through the mud and razor grass for 14 hours a day, plagued by
rain and mosquitoes, ducking under sniper fire all day and mortar fire
all night. In a fire fight, we'd fire until our arms ached and our
guns were empty, then we'd charge the enemy with bayonets!"

"Ah," said the Chief with a dismissive wave of his hand,
"all shore duty, huh?"
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"A Mustang's Hunting Dog"
A Mustang retired after 35 years and realized a lifelong dream of
buying a bird-hunting estate in Alaska. He invited an old Admiral
friend to visit for a week of pheasant shooting. The friend was in awe
of the Mustang's new gun dog, "Chief". The dog could point, flush and
retrieve with the very best.
The Admiral offered to buy the dog at any price. The Mustang declined,
saying that Chief was the very best bird dog he had ever owned and
that he couldn't part with him. Six months later the same Admiral returned
for another week of hunting and was surprised to find the Mustang
breaking in a new dog.
"What happened to Chief?" he asked.
"Had to shoot him," the Mustang replied. "Another old shipmate came to
hunt with me and couldn't remember the dog's name. He kept calling him
'Master Chief'...after that, all the dog would do was sit on his butt and bark."
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In a small town near Washington, DC, a barber opened his shop for
business. A young enlisted Marine comes in to get a "high and tight".
The barber asked the young Marine about his service, and a lot of
small talk takes place. After the haircut is complete, the Marine
opens his wallet and the barber said, "It's on the house Marine.
Thanks for your service to this great nation."
The next morning as the barber goes to open his shop, there is a box
on his doorstep. In the box was a note of thanks and a "SEMPER FI" bright
red T-shirt. That same morning a young Army G.I. comes in for a
haircut. The same sort of story happens. They talk about the Army and
other small talk. After the haircut is complete, the G.I. stands and
reaches for his wallet. The barber says, "No thanks, son. It's on the
house. Thank you for your service to our country."
The next morning as the man is opening his barbershop, on the doorstep
is a box with an Army ball cap and a thank you note. That same day, a
Master Chief comes in for a haircut. He is decked out in his full
dress blues. The barber is impressed and again, the same things
happen...small talk about the service. When the Master Chief goes to
pay, again the barber says, "Not required, Master Chief, it's on the
house. Thanks for your service to this great nation." You guessed it,
the next morning, as the barber went to open his shop, there on his
doorstep ...were three more Master Chiefs!

 

Be carefull! Im a retired Senior Chief!