A teen with down syndrome was sitting alone at a restaurant, when a worker decided to dress up as a mascot and entertain him.

Join the Navy. I dunno why or how, but my last ship was completely Filipino controlled. We called them the Filipino Mafia. (In jest, of course, so my story is only slightly glamorized.)

Supply, Mess and Comms/IT were completely controlled by the "Mafia". You own those three departments on a ship, you control the ship.

I was really good at doing favors and kicking ass in IT back then so I was a favorite of our IT Chief (Filipino) at the time. Everytime I need a qual or certification for something and went to him with my signature sheet, he would take the sheet, stick it in his pocket, and say 'I got this, now get back to work.'. Next day, bam. Sea Warfare pin. The Mafia looked out for "it's people".

Needless to say, the mess was able to crank of some very good Filipino food which is strange compared to the normal Navy "gourmet".

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