So there I was…smack in the middle of the Arabian Gulf at the helm of an F/A-18 fighter jet thirty thousand feet overhead one of the most powerful warships in the world… and I had to shit. Bad. The day started just like any other onboard the aircraft carrier. I woke up at around 10, … Continue reading How I Got My Navy Callsign By Shitting Myself In An F/A-18 Fighter Jet. Twice.