Laager wrote:Yes, do tell................
We were on a site visit to Marine Corps Air Station (MCAS) Cherry Point. 3 weeks prior to said site visit, I being the group grunt, got to type up a letter listing our Names, SSN's and Passport ID's and place of birth to be submitted to the base commanding officer letting him know of our planned visit cause apparently that's how the Corps rolled.
So after writing said correspondence, and arriving on base with the team, I assumed that Corporal so and so on Guard duty at the gate would know to expect us due to the letter. No surprise to anyone here that when we showed up they had no clue, but waved us through because we had CAC cards. Thats 15 minutes of my life I'll never get back, but I digress.
I'll also briefly point out that the work we were doing would have "headcount" implications.
So we clear the gate and get to the Maintenance Hangar, set up and have a meet and greet with the Senior Executive Service lead on location. Now here is where the story gets interesting. Mind you it is bright and sunny, about 0930. Mr. SES guy ushers us into his office, which has NO LIGHTS on except for a small lamp. Mr. SES guy is about 295 lbs and kinda round. Doesn't look like the military type if you know what I mean.
After very brief small talk, he begins to tell us his back story, which for him started as a Navy Seal in demolition operating "all up and thru Laos and Cambodia".
He proceeded to tell us in graphic detail of how he killed some Viet Cong and blew some stuff up. He then proceeds to tell us how he got out of the Navy and into civilian life, and knows tons of Senators and Congressmen, is well connected, and to basically that we should do what we came to do but he will not be effed with. How he retires in 2 years, and after that you can do whatever you want, blah blah. All with no lights on except a small lamp mind you.
While this story/lecture is taking place, I keep peeking over to my boss who is visiably confused by all of this and doesn't quite know what to say or do. After a few more stories and name dropping on Congress, the guy cuts us loose to go work,and also cuts on the lights.
Walking back to our area my boss asks me what I thought about our meeting with Mr. SES.
Me: I simply said, I think he just ran a PsyOp on you.
Boss: But you were there too, so if he ran a PsyOp on me he ran one on you also
Me: I am not easily intimidated, and since I'm a grunt, I don't have any power, so none of that applied to me at all.
Boss: But he is well connected, I wonder what the implications will be
Me: blank stare...
Boss: Do you think he was a SEAL?
Me: Most people I know don't go around impersonating Special Forces soldiers
Boss: I thought the US couldn't go into Laos or Cambodia during Vietnam
Me: I'm pretty sure SEAL's go where they want to go.
and then we just decided to go about our business like normal. My boss stayed the hell away from Mr. SES though.
I'm not sure if MR. SES lost his job or not but by now he should have retired.