This is a long story, so feel free to ignore this and move back into your regularly scheduled coffee discussions.
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I served aboard the USS RANGER, a diesel-powered carrier. I went on three Western Pacific (WestPac) cruises on her. She was a great ship. However, there was a bit of a supply SNAFU that made my second cruise more interesting than most.
When we left port (San Diego) we headed out to Pearl Harbor. We were in Pearl for only a couple of days, and went out to do the business of the United States Navy (e.g., projection of power, protecting sea lanes, etc.). I had a friend who noted about two weeks into the post-Pearl portion of our cruise that the ship's stores seemed to be out of underwear. This was odd, but not of much concern to me (I had a dozen pair). However, I had sent down five pair to laundry a week earlier, five more pair that day, and the initial five had not come back yet.
The next day, we got laundry back, and everyone in my division (X2*) failed to receive their underwear. This was not something we could write off as an oddball coincidence. The idea that the ship's stores being out of underwear might give birth to an underwear black market on the ship just seemed too strange to take seriously. But, at that point, my two remaining pair of underwear became very important to me. I would wear one pair, then (while taking a shower) scrub them clean and let them hang in my rack to dry for the next day while I wore the other. I figured the first port of call, I was hitting the PX and getting some new skivvies. Unfortunately, each time we would get close to what was supposed to be another port of call, it was cancelled. After some time, my underwear situation was getting desperate.
Now, it was about a month after Pearl than the normal divisional coffee rations stopped. It seemed that the Supply Officer had not only messed up by way of not having the uniform/clothing items that were needed, but also the coffee supply. Best I could tell, the First Class Mess, the Chief's mess, and the Wardrooms still had coffee, but the lower enlisted were pretty much screwed on that front (not a huge deal to me, I drink Mt. Dew for my pick-me-up). It did not take long for morale to take a huge hit. The CO (Captain Robert Hickey) came on the 1MC (communications system) to inform us that, while not having coffee might be a pain in the butt, this was a ship of war and that we all just needed to tighten our belts and deal with it.
Skip forward a week. The First Class mess has no coffee. More grumbling. But not much by way of action.
Skip forward another week. The Chief's mess has no coffee. A lot of grumbling. The CO gets back on the 1MC to remind us that this was a ship of war and that we all just needed to tighten our belts and deal with it.
There are many stories that circulated dealing with this next event. Some say that some Chief's orchestrated it. Others say it was just the supply finally running out. However it happened, the CO woke up one morning and was informed that the Wardroom had no coffee. There was, I am told, a lot of yelling and screaming followed by a bunch of calls to various officers that were a part of CINCPACFLT** and by the next day, we had two supply ships, one on either side of us, doing an (and I kid you not) emergency underway replenishment of the ship. As soon as the stores were put away, there was a ship wide divisional coffee distribution. The CO attempted to deny that coffee was the driving factor... but word travels fast on a ship.
They did not bring any underwear aboard.
Strangely, there was another underway replenishment about two weeks later. I was sure I would be able to get underwear then. No... it was a bunch of electronics that the Supply Officer brought on board to have a huge sale on the mess decks with.
We eventually pulled into Dubai and I was able to buy 20 pair of underwear. Officially, the underwear that disappeared in the laundry facilities was never located.
So how important is coffee? I report. You decide.
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* -- Data Processing Technicians were normally assigned to the Supply Officer (designated S7); on the Ranger we were assigned to the Executive Officer (designated X2).
* Commander in Chief, Pacific Fleet