you dump your shit into your locker and head out for the mess decks and see that there are about a thousand fucking marines already in the chow line , and so you cut back out of there and up to the hangar bay and across and then down the ladder by personnel , and to the back way into the galley and you look in until you see that third class messman [ 67 ] you know and you catch his eye and he comes to the door and you hook up for a plate of real scrambled eggs and some bacon that he owes you for the paint hook-up [ 68 ] you got him when the messdecks office needed painting done , and you go out on the messdecks and eat before gq .