After many a idle hour reading other peoples thoughts and stories i thought i would through my hat into the ring (or i would if the supply chain would issue me one).

During the last adventure in the sand was the first time i had seen a certain rigger snco speachless, (most people at scotland finest fighter base will know him). As we waited for the bully off and as more kit than we had ever seen before rolled into PSAB, a rather young SAC stacker wandered into rects control and asked for the Rects Controller. On getting his attention he informed him that "his de-icing equipment had arrived". :ooh:

Stunned silence reigned for the minute before the rects controller asked for his DEFCON meter to be moved up a notch, and we made a hasty retreat to the "Rolling Bland".

A few weeks later we noticed that the permy staff were wandering around in rather gucci white high wicking t shirts whilst we melted in our lovely thick green t shirts designed for more northerly climes. A visit by our resident "time bomb" soon found out that these t shirts had run out as the permy's had been issued 2 each. Unfortunately nobody could get the "timebomb" a brew quick enough to calm him down and he exploded. The next day however we were offered desert dpm field jackets they had found in am ISO :confused:

I recall an RNZAF exercise some years ago when "losses"of aircraft were to be referred to in signals as "Teacups", and eventually a demand was sent back for three replacement "Teacups"; which is precisely what they received, standard bone china ones at that!

Hi all
There is definitely a hoarding mentality in storemen.I remember one time we made up a wooden frame out of scrap timber, to help restrain a Cessna on a truck bed.The errant Cessna was duly retrieved and unloaded and the frame cast aside.A few weeks later, I get an angry missive from the Stores, asking why I hadn't returned the frame to stores and what was I going to do about it? I eventually unearthed the frame and dragged it back to the stores.It turned out that the storeman had gotten all spontaneous, for the very first time in his life and decided to issue the frame with a stores number. Therefore, it became official property and was lost! The brain believed that it had been issued to me and not returned. Because I'd made it and had been seen to be using it, I was fingered for it.Storeman Mao absolutely refused to believe it was just made up out of scrap.It took ages to persuade the **** that it was not an official item.To top it all, he had issued a number for a spurious item and now wanted to write it off:rolleyes: .......I went outside with the frame and kicked the **** out of it.Then it fitted nicely into his pot-bellied stove and was no-more.:D
regards
TDD

Clearly, BEags, they had been tracking your career and hadn't anticipated you ever being promoted!!!!!








only joking...........

Stacker,
Sounds like the cart being allowed to lead the horse to me rather than flexing within the regulations to better meet the needs of the customer!
Second point:
You young fool you! When I were a lad, it was called Stores in the RAF and you were a sub-branch of the Engineers. The sensible decision was taken to change the name to Supply in an effort to stop you all storing and start supplying!








It didn't work!:p