Story of an OOT

byte301

Crusader
Welcome CrammedOut! Great post.

What a choice! Go to the beach or go get screamed at. You picked the right activity. :yes:
 

Jimmymac

Patron
Hello Stace,

I too was an OOT at flag. In 98-99


So I do, but there were more SO members than seats so I was told to give mine up and wait for the next van, so I did.

I had forgotten about this shit. Giving up your seat for some SO kid who was 20 years younger than you.:angry:
 

Jimmymac

Patron
Great story, crammedout. I know "the tank" in the coachman well, it used to the bank vault.

I remember seeing the chief MMA Emile rip into a public because they said "Hey buddy, I'm done with my O/W write--"

"I AM NOT YOUR BUDDY! I AM AN SO OFFICER, YOU WILL TREAT ME WITH RESPECT!"

I think there's a Southpark cartoon in there somewhere.

There was always a lot of yelling at the "friendliest place in the universe".


I remember Emile. He was an arsehole.
 

HCObringOrder?

Silver Meritorious Patron
I remember Caligero! At the motels..... Only nice thing about that place was the view! And they were newly renovated when I was there. New stuff. Mind you I had to share a small motel room with 3 or sometimes 5 other dudes.... How did I endure that??

Welcome!

Late 78 , FH Hotel room on the 7th or 8th floor, Western side. 3, count them, 3 triple decker bunk beds, fully occupied. Room to dress, no. Room to sit, no chair. Room to shower or relieve one self, with good timing only.
Mind you, these are not the luxury sized rooms found in the QI or modern day Hotels. The bunk beds were against the 3 walls, and there was not room in the middle of them to walk past another person without touching them. The air conditioning was turned off, so the only cooling was by bracing the bathroom door against the handle of the hallway door and tacking a sheet over the opening while the window (partially blocked by a bunk) was opened fully.
This only worked because the people on the other side of the hall did the same so the breeze passed through a minimum or 2 rooms as it cooled us. When it rained, we suffered because we had to close the windows most of the way. Pity the poor sod who could not sleep with the window open, or who wanted privacy while in the bathroom.

I once was given a little better quarters where there were 2 double bunks and 1 triple. My room mates were outer ORG recruits for the G.O. One of the room mates discussed his experiences with Acupuncture. He even brought his needles with him and proceeded to demonstrate this on his friends in the room with us.
I was the only one who wrote them up for squirrel practices and they were shipped home very quickly.

My memory seems to say that the Fire Marshal required a reduction in the amount of people in each room and held inspections to verify. I wonder if the current Fire Marshal is as bold?

Welcome OOT folks. :yes: :D
 

TA Jacker

Patron
He was a down and out cop, making a living off the dirt and scum of back-alley shady deals, snuff jobs and extortions in upper Manhattan. A ghost to all but the elite of a few underground, off-the-books covert ops and espionage cells...

But now he's back in action with the NYPD in a brand new series!

[70's cop show music starts up.]

[Cop car screeches on set, skidding sideways and coming to a hold. Driver's door swings open and the star steps out removing his reflective silver shades in slow-mo.]

"He is Stacey... Stacey Begacey!" :hysterical:

Ah man, they were the good ol' days. Well... mainly shit times but the internship bullbait was fun! I was wondering where you got to. Last I had heard you were down in South America somewhere Cramming some celebrity or somethin.

I don't reckon Calegero was all that bad, but his wife Karen was a [email protected]#$ing biatch! Remember Saturday morning white glove. I'll never forget the time you left the Iron on and started a fire in the birthing... or was that Dezza? I used to love the way Calegero would read out all the org names who hadn't paid their room and board so had to attend work-study. He had so much trouble pronouncing some of them, it was hilarious!

Do you remember the Christmas pagent where Derrick, Dan and I did that rapping TRs skit and the next day got pulled down to ethics, reamed out for being SPs by Emile and Cal, both screaming and going red in the face (fair enough, neither of them had passed Pro TRs) then hauled into the galley and told to get cleaning while contemplating what we'd done. Funny thing was, there were heaps of Flag execs in the audience that night and even Cal himself and they were all pissing themselves laughing.

Well buddy, good to see ya on the board and find out you've reached total spiritual freedom now that you're out of the cult. Will be good to trade stories here on the board. :spitcoffee:
 

crammedout

New Member
Holy mother! Its the Langer! You know I was really contemplating putting that little x-mas stunt in my story, but I didn't have much to do with it, just laughed a bunch and thought it was crazy when I saw the three of you doing ethics handlings for it. Calegero really had it out for me and Chad for some reason, he'd read off the whole list of orgs on saturdays then he'd say he wanted to see me and chad specifically after the muster, it was just funny that he had trouble pronouncing both of our names. Good to see you're on the right path now too. TRs in the internship were quite a riot, I always had a good time in there.

Never went to South America, San Diego org was trying to 'handle' me for a while and I was doing some cramming there, didn't last too long though, ran out of money. Cockril was the one who started the fire if I remember correctly.

Stacey Begacy.. hahaha.. :coolwink:
 

justaguy

Patron Meritorious
Outer Org Trainee - someone sent from a lower org to Flag for training (and in my experience usually abandoned by their org and left to fend for themselves, as happened with crammedout).

Great story, crammedout. I know "the tank" in the coachman well, it used to the bank vault.

I remember seeing the chief MMA Emile rip into a public because they said "Hey buddy, I'm done with my O/W write--"

"I AM NOT YOUR BUDDY! I AM AN SO OFFICER, YOU WILL TREAT ME WITH RESPECT!"

I think there's a Southpark cartoon in there somewhere.

There was always a lot of yelling at the "friendliest place in the universe".

So *that's* the kind of yelling that goes on in scientology? Wow. That's so ... immature.

Guess the midget, being the head and a sociopathic child, sets a great example.
 

everfree

Patron Meritorious
So *that's* the kind of yelling that goes on in scientology? Wow. That's so ... immature.

Guess the midget, being the head and a sociopathic child, sets a great example.

It was actually pretty minor compared to others I saw, just asserting importance and putting a public in his place. The staffers got the real thing.

Emile later was security watch on a friend of mine: accompanied him where ever he went, escorted him home and slept across his door to keep guard so he wouldn't blow - not that he was ever a danger of blowing, sadly.
 

TA Jacker

Patron
Hey Stace,

Yes, it was Cockril, you're right! Crazy days, we were such zealots of Standard Tech... The All Knowing Cram Off. What I found, not sure if you experienced the same, was a definite degree of discrepancy in what was being taught in the Internship compared with the HCI in the Coachman, compared with the early lectures, compared with the GAT, compared with ITO trainees, compared with what the Old timers knew, etc. Especially on the subjects of "Instant Reads" and "Floating Needles". Made it almost impossible to Cram some people, and may at any time have wound you up in Ethics for out tech yourself.

DO you remember Clipper 12? It was Clemens Graf, Andrew Coates, Dan Osawe, Edwin Taylor, Chris Thorne and myself. That room rocked! We must have been one of the most "out ethics" rooms in the motels. Funny thing was, we were all on or under checksheet time on our line ups. Any time we had an edition to the room, we'd very soon get rid of them if they were too straight. I'll have to do up a new thread to fill you in on the antics, and here from anyone else on theirs.

Do you know of anyone else from the OOT program, who was there during 2001 - 2004, that has now gotten free? We have a couple down here, hoping to see a few more pop up.

Take care, Jaker :rock:
 

Aeval

Patron
First post, just been reading for a few months. I guess the most memorable events that occurred while I was a Scnist would be while I was at Flag, training to be an 'amazing' Corrections Officer.. sounds spiffy right.

To give a little background, I joined staff at my local 'org' when I was 14 to replace the current Dir Comm, so he could join the SO on the Freewinds (pretty sure he's still there). That lasted a few days before I was expected to do all the functions of HCO. Did that jazz for two years, failing miserably at everything besides reception (go figure).

I would say around.. summer time in 2002, just after a big push to get PTS/SP Trainees out to flag, a big push for Cramming officers and Qual W/Cers came out. Not wanting another month long mission running my life, I tried to figure it out quick, so nominated myself and got sent to Flag.

Being 16 at the time and only knowing scientology my whole life, I thought this was the best thing in the world, especially after everyone telling me that this was the "Mecca."

Upon my arrival at around 9pm I got to wait for 3 hours for a van to pick me up. I was then shuttle to the "Tradewinds," one of the three .. luxurious (ha) motels where all the Outer org trainees stayed. The first room I had wasn't too bad, I only had 4 other people living with me. After about an hour of sleep I was awakened by a roommate so that I wouldn't be late for the 7am 'exercise muster.' Then I had the pleasure of a cold shower, I guess they run out of hot water when 400 people are trying to take showers in 100 bathrooms.

After I was shown where we ate and everything I started on my large routing form for arriving, started to walk from the Coachmen building to the fort harrison to see my next 'terminal.' Quickly found out you're not allowed to walk those two blocks, instead you have to take a van.. So I wait for this van, hop on and sit down, get told "you can't sit in the front, go to the back." So I do, but there were more SO members than seats so I was told to give mine up and wait for the next van, so I did. This happened once more before I finally got to the FH, where I had the pleasure of meeting my "direct senior" the Snr Intern Supervisor, who clearly has been dealing with some real BS for a long time, she's not the peachiest person in the world.

So I finally get to studying right at the beginning, Student Hat.. two days later, I meet a charming fellow named Calegero, if you ever met him you'd understand.. Apparently my org didn't have the money to pay for my room and board so I was going to have to work off this debt, I believe they were supposed to pay somewhere around 150 a month.. hard to remember they never paid it. So this meant I had to work the first 5 hours for Flag Crew doing whatever the hell they didn't want to do. This was probably the most degrading thing I've ever been apart of, you're all expected earlier than if your org was paying, line up for your boss for the day and do exactly what he tells you to do.

Now, not really agreeing with the whole thing and knowing that FSO and FC are two different orgs, I would skip the whole work/study program thingy until they sent me to ethics (normally right after i finished a course 'in checksheet time'). So I often just worked instead of study for a month or two, catching up on my missed time. Working it out now I made approx. $1.07 each hour. After working in the kitchen, dishwashing and making breakfest a few times I stopped eating at the CB (clearwater bank/building) which is where the whole base eats. So I bought my own meals and worked for them.

I got real tired of being considered dirt for being an OOT, just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible, so I finished everything before most. While I was waiting to 'fire' I was called to the Ethics office, for about the 900th time during my 2 years there, sat down by about 8 "Master-At Arms" (MAAs). They all proceeded to yell at me about some mysterious out-ethics situation that I and this other OOT who was waiting to fire had. We were told that RTC said we were both grossly out ethics and it needed to be handled before we could leave. The other OOT happened to be my best friend out there and went through his training quickly as well. We were told we had 15 minutes to figure out a handling for this huge out-ethics we were committing. Mind you, this was after they had already made me do the "Ethics Specialist" course due to me being such a bad seed (a course that maybe two of those MAAs had done). So instead of arguing we did Conditions and Exchange by dynamics with eachother and called it good.

Eventually after waiting around, running errands for the Snr Intern Sup, cramming just about every OOT intern and doing countless hours of work/study they let me go. I came back all prepared to set everyone at my Class V org into shape. I stayed in the org for a few months before I couldn't take the ED anymore, she was under the impression that yelling was the solution to every problem she had.. and didn't know 'standard tech' if it poked her in the eye. I blew and for whatever reason was convinced by the Deputy Captain for OOTs (D/FCCI PO FOR OOTs, Jason Hemphill), that it would be best for me to go back to flag. Boy was that an awesome idea.

I spent the next three months sitting in the little "o/w write-up" room they have in the Coachmen building. Never to leave my one or two buddys side, even to piss. Looking back we made the best of it, no one really cared about us so we'd go for walks to the beach and take plenty of breaks from doing nothing.. Finally I was assigned lower conditions after I don't know how long, completed the good old Liability formula and was ready for my healing sec check.. I had been helping an intern on her FPRD/Snr Sec Checker internship since before I fired, so I convinced the Snr Intern Sup to let me get my Sec Check FPRD style, which she thought was a great idea, obviously I had already blown once right. During this whole time I was still "Cramming" several people in the OOT program and TTC there, since I was one of about 10 or so at this time to finish their "perfect line-up for cram offs." So I was sitting in the Fort Harrison Auditor admin space, which I often was doing, reading auditors work so i could correct them.. when I saw my PC Folder with a big note on it that said "To - Ethics" I opened it, wanting to know why I was getting sent there again. It was a long letter from the Snr intern sup stating how I was extremely out-ethics and I was faking my sec check.. I was not interested at all in going through more time waiting around.. So the next morning I finished eating, was waiting for the light to walk from the CB to the CM and thought to myself... "I could go the way I always go and endure the torture known as ethics.. or I could go right and head to the beach." Of course I went to the beach and haven't really looked back since. :D

Anyways, just felt like getting some of the few experiences I had in Scn off my chest, haven't talked much about them with anyone. Thought since my sister DT2000 spoke out I should too. In case anyone was wondering, the name's Stace Dieckman. toodles.

I was an OOT, too! 05-06.

:)

I remember Emile. He was an arsehole.

He was a down and out cop, making a living off the dirt and scum of back-alley shady deals, snuff jobs and extortions in upper Manhattan. A ghost to all but the elite of a few underground, off-the-books covert ops and espionage cells...

But now he's back in action with the NYPD in a brand new series!

[70's cop show music starts up.]

[Cop car screeches on set, skidding sideways and coming to a hold. Driver's door swings open and the star steps out removing his reflective silver shades in slow-mo.]

"He is Stacey... Stacey Begacey!" :hysterical:

Ah man, they were the good ol' days. Well... mainly shit times but the internship bullbait was fun! I was wondering where you got to. Last I had heard you were down in South America somewhere Cramming some celebrity or somethin.

I don't reckon Calegero was all that bad, but his wife Karen was a [email protected]#$ing biatch! Remember Saturday morning white glove. I'll never forget the time you left the Iron on and started a fire in the birthing... or was that Dezza? I used to love the way Calegero would read out all the org names who hadn't paid their room and board so had to attend work-study. He had so much trouble pronouncing some of them, it was hilarious!

Do you remember the Christmas pagent where Derrick, Dan and I did that rapping TRs skit and the next day got pulled down to ethics, reamed out for being SPs by Emile and Cal, both screaming and going red in the face (fair enough, neither of them had passed Pro TRs) then hauled into the galley and told to get cleaning while contemplating what we'd done. Funny thing was, there were heaps of Flag execs in the audience that night and even Cal himself and they were all pissing themselves laughing.

Well buddy, good to see ya on the board and find out you've reached total spiritual freedom now that you're out of the cult. Will be good to trade stories here on the board. :spitcoffee:


God, yes I remember Cal and Emil. Does anyone remember Patricio and Matteo?
 

Miss Pert

Silver Meritorious Patron
Hi Aeval,

Hope I'm doing this right, first time using the quote thingy.


God, yes I remember Cal and Emil. Does anyone remember Patricio and Matteo?[/QUOTE]

I just got back from FLAG in Feb, and yes I remember Patricio and Matteo. never had much to do with them though, Cal (he's a trainee security guard now, don't know if that's a promotion or a demotion) ran us when I first arrived, Josh and a new guy that used to be EO at Tampa dealt with the OOTs most of the time after he went, and Tarka Josh's wife.

Miss Pert
 

HappyGirl

Gold Meritorious Patron
Thanks for bumping this thread. I had missed it.
:welcome: crammedout. Wow, it sounds just like you were in a cult. I'm enjoying your story. I hope you continue. :drama:
 
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