Venatore's U-boat Scenario's
 

I thought the problem with U-boats was that they had too much food and couldn't get rid of it all before it spoiled. Still sounds interesting, I'll make a go of it.


I submit that any crewmember who, when rationing is in effect, engages in unauthorized consumption of rations, will forfeit one rationed meal per day for a number of days equal to the number of portions stolen.

Interesting UnderseaLcpl.................:hmm: XO....note that one please, anyone else?

From some of the stuff that I've read captains usually dealt with these kinds of infractions by confining the offender to his bunk (when not on duty) for a set period of time.

Unlike commercailly available products, canned food rations aboard U-boats did not have labels. Cans had a number or letter code. This code was known only to the captain & cook. The code system discouraged anyone from getting greedy and sneaking a can of something good (ie. pears, etc.). Foodstuffs like cocoa were usually kept under lock & key by the captain.

Here's another scenario. Matrosengrefreiter Horst W. has been a crewman for 4 patrols and performed his duties beyond reproach. He has also acted in a comradely fashion towards his crewmates. However, on this 5th patrol he has been caught sleeping on watch twice, been insolent to his superiors and has began to sow dissention among the crew with his complaints and idle gossip about other personnel. What is to be done with him? An immediate transfer is out of the question as we're at sea & not due back for at least 1 month...

P.S. Why does my avatar look like George Michael?!!:eek: I want another one...:D

And I thought this was another Mod :ping:

.. Look as if we have a volunteer to wash the pots & pans this week.

if any seaman is caught stealing rations, He shall stand an extra tour of the watch in the most "delightful" type of weather.


P.S. With Bernard, none the less!!

Punishments
 

From my early days in the Army, the punishments that I remember the most were those that involved long and tedious chores like scrubbing the latrine (Head to you Navy folks) with a tooth brush, spot painting rust, walking tours with a rifle at right sholder arms, digging a 6 foot by six foot by six boot hole and then filling it in. Perhaps moving items from the the bow of the boat to the stern and back that is accomplished along with your normal duty ---worked for me I became a model soldier.:sunny:

Perhaps we should see to it that the men of his section (the whole crew, may prove too large) decide how much and when the offending seaman is to eat and how long he is to be allocated for a meal break.

Let him serve one hour per crewmember the crew.
They may chose to let him do one hour of their duty or make him wash/clean/repair... their stuff.
That's ~ 50 hours extra duty at the mercy of his comrades.
Additionally I'd let him write an essay about comradeship and stealing to be pinned at the black board. It may make him think.

Over at The Lair we invoke a shift in the galley with Fritz the cook.....peeling the onions for him.

Very Good! :lol:

That happened in the sub that left Germany at the end of the war and made for Brazil. A guy was caught stealing chocolate IIRC. He was dressed down in front of the crew, and confined to quarters. The harshest part of his punishment was that the crew ignored him for several weeks. Solitary confinement is amongst the most severe punishments, which is effectively was this guy got. Perhaps even more severe because there weren't any bars in his "prison", the other crewmembers willfully ignored him.

Apparently after that, he apologized sincerely and became a model sailor for the rest of the voyage.

And man, these rotating pictures (with post count) are getting nasty. Is this my punishment for posting too much?

Don't worry! Be happy!:up:

It happens all to us!:rotfl:

But the question is: Who came with this stuff up?:hmm:

BTW, to heck with BdU and just keelhaul Bernard and let [insert Deity here] sort it!:arrgh!:

Peeling potatoes sounds good enough for me...

Either that...or scrubbing down the bilges...

Matrosen Pfieler, you stand accused of stealing rations. This is unacceptable. Do you have anything do say in your defense?

No?

OK. I now sentence you to...

a boot to the head.

SWISH-THUMP-OWWW!

and one for Jenny and the Wimp...