Once a month I must field grievances of the fleet. The LOWEST crew member to the highest captain, gets 5 minutes to present their case.
It's easy. Everyone has a story to tell, and has nothing to do with MY role. I just let them babble (Usually about Dan's XO) until their time is up.
I SAY NOTHING, and ASK NOTHING, because if I speak, THE FUCKING CLOCK STOPS. YOUR 5 minutes, not OUR five minutes.
...oh, you didn't know that, did you? THE CLOCK STOPS WHEN THEY SPEAK
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