Navy Chief Petty Officer gets shot as his alarm clock goes off
Chief Petty Officer Alastair Pobre’s alarm clock had extra help in waking the CPO up. As the alarm clock sounded, the glass shattered. Pobre felt pain in his foot. Pobre turned the light on to find himself bleeding. He contacted the police and later received treatment at Navy Medical Center Portsmouth.
From 10 on Your Side, Wavy TV
“I woke up to, like, surging pain in my foot,” Pobre said. “My fiancée, she heard glass. I turn on the light. There’s blood everywhere, and I honestly, thought the dogs bit me, but that wasn’t a fact. I saw a round on the ground and a bullet hole through the window. I immediately called the police, and they checked the trajectory of the bullet.”
Doctors from Navy Medical Center Portsmouth patched the wounds to his left foot but the emotional wounds remain open.
“Being in the military for 19 years, and coming to shore duty here in Virginia and getting a bullet through your windows, kind of scary, you know,” Pobre said.
He said he didn’t know who may have done it, but doesn’t believe he was being targeted.
“I believe it was random gunfire,” he said. “I don’t think it was targeted. We haven’t been here in the area long enough to make any enemies. We don’t go out that much anyway to make enemies. So we just think it was a random incident.”
Additional Reading:
Mobley, R. (2024, July 3). Navy man shot while asleep, random gunfire suspected. 10 on Your Side, Wavy TV. Link.
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Hampton Rhodes area (Nof*ck, Pottysmouth, Vagina Beach, Little Freak, etc.) has always been a sh*thole no matter how nice it might be or anyone tries to make it.
Absolutely concur.
I was only there for two or three weeks for Marine Amphib Recon School, so I can’t opine on the area. But I did try to hit on a gal at the Little Creek officers’ club, but was warned off that she was married. Apparently, her husband was somewhere in the AO.
Yeah, my eldest attended Old Dominion in “Nahfuk” and I was always concerned about her safety because the criminal element often encroached into or near the campus, and the campus police were absolutely worthless. Haven’t been back since she graduated.
I was speaking on the phone with a woman from the NNSY; she pronounced it, “NAH-fuk”. I thought it was her accent; I am now convinced it was what she thought of the place.
Quite possibly so.
And….when every building has a chirping low battery smoke detector
That’s how it’s supposed to be pronounced. (Spent more than a few years in Hampton and Newport News while Dad was stationed at Langley, and my grandparents were just up the road a bit in Williamsburg.)
Something similar happened to a WO I used to work with in Cold Lake.
During big game season, some mouth breathing retard took a shot towards the road and put a .35 sized hole through the box of his new pickup.
We must simply pass some common sense alarm clock control laws. Maybe we should outlaw alarm clocks…or shoot them before they can shoot us? Who amongst us has not wanted to shoot an alarm clock? Anybody think that the Chief was just getting a jump start on what The Middies are gonna do come this December when they shoot themselves in the foot? Incoming from our Beloved AW1Ed in 5.4.3.2.. 😀
I wouldn’t get alarmed over alarm clocks clocking us but time will tell. you can also hear the ballad “What Time Is It”
by the Jive five, 1962 0n the Belltone label.
WHEN ALARM CLOCKS are outlawed, only Outlaws will have Alarm Clocks.
Maybe one of his Sailors was not that enthusiastic about “voluntarily” contributing to this year’s Navy Relief Drive? Getting 100% participation, per the Skipper’s desire, comes with a price.
Port of Call, Naval Base Norfolk Virginia, where my neighbor would pound Bacardi 151 and fire his 10 gauge twice-barrel out his apartment window. Just for fun.
This did upset the meth dealers on the next floor.
I remember going on Liberty many times to downtown Shit City, I mean Norfolk when our ship was berthed at Norfolk NOB from 1961-1967. I wasn’t 21 yet so I had to drink the 3.2 beer. The bars were numerious and always had a young lady whom worked for the bar playing shuffleboard and pool against the Sailors, If you won, a free beer and if you lost, their was cash involved. I remember all the locker rooms and tailor shops outside the main gate.
NORVA
Sailors and dogs keep off the grass.
Believe the dogs got top billing, Senior. At least on Willoughby Spit.
*grin*
shuueeee it was a random shot… It could never a an ND and have to deal with explaining that.