I was not a real swabbie, nor did I have any rank or power over this motley crew. but I was interested in what these fellows were doing right outside my cabin door. (I am standing right background) Here I am hurling orders and being ignored while we traded insults. They cleaned up an oil spill. This was the hangar deck. the cabin (Gun Cleaning Room) I enjoyed was the result of my commandeering it. Nobody challenged me for it! We had lots of card games in there.
