r/USMC • u/Bursting_Radius • 2h ago
Picture Something really strange happened back in the day and I still think about it.
Camp San Mateo - Some time after we got back from overseas in Aug '91 a few of us E3s were kicking it in my barracks room in the flat-tops, it was a weekday afternoon after chow. Three Marines showed up at the hatch, I don't remember their ranks (not SNCOs) but they all outranked us. No badges, no brassards, just three dudes in salty cammies. One of them asked who's room it was, I raised my hand.
Two stayed in the hall, one came in and grabbed a chair. He moved it to about the middle of the room and stood on it. He pushed a ceiling panel up, retrieved a lock box from the overhead, got down, walked the Hell out without another word and he and his buddies left.
We sat there looking at each other like idiots for a bit, then I got up and went outside to see where they went but they were nowhere to be seen.
It was one of those standard grey lock boxes, like you'd keep petty cash in or something, and to this day it bugs me wondering what was in it.