Feeding the Gulls

In a communication from Glenn Faus, 17 February 2009

I was messcooking, and the cook had about 15 lbs of hamburg he said to take to the dumpster and toss it. I climbed out of the afterbattery hatch with half of one of those waxed boxes that meat came in and headed for the pier.

I noted that there were a few stray gulls hanging around looking for a handout. I couldn't resist the temptation. I dumped the HB in a pile on the pier. Well pretty soon every seagull in NL... (hundreds) were in a heap on the pier making such a ruckus.

I was enjoying the sight, when I looked up and saw something I didn't want to see. Here comes Cpt. Portnoy sauntering down the pier. I says to my self, “Oh Shit”. I've had it now. He had to muscle his way through the throng of gulls. I don't remember if he said anything to me as he passed, but I soon heard from the cook. NOT GOOD. The cook found lots'a extra things for me to do. THE GULLS THOUROGHLY ENJOYED THEIR BREAKFAST!

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