Thursday, November 23, 2006

Life In Engineering



I'm getting really fed up with Lieutenant Davik.

Ever since Ambassador Spock bought the Vulcan on to the ship, and placed him in Engineering, morale has gone right out of the torpedo tubes.

Though I might be his superior, Davik adopts a rather patronising view of the others. No one else likes him. He's about as popular as the Tyrellian Flu.

Let's see what it's like there today....

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I enter Engineering, and hear the familar sound of raised voices.

"I d-don't t-think that's the right t-thing to do." says Reg Barclay to Davik.

"What do you know?" replies Davik dismissively, "We Vulcans were experts in this field of engineering long before you were flying in starships."

"T-that's not a f-fair thing to say." comments Reg.

Tempers are getting frayed again. I rush forward and divide the two of them.

Trouble City Arizona, man. What am I going to do with Davik?

I had asked Captain Picard, but says I am responsible for Engineering, and need to sort it out myself.

There seems to be a little bit of buck passing there.

However, there is one person who might be able to help me out; Deanna. Hopefully, she can convince Davik that his behaviour is unaccaptable. I can't keep placing him on report every day.

Deanna arrives and I explain the situation.

"This could be difficult, Geordi." she replies, "Vulcans are very self-opinionated and tend to believe they are right, even if a superior officer tells them otherwise."

I monitor the situation by video as Deanna takes Davik into my office, though I can't hear what they are saying.

After a while, Davik comes out and approaches me.

"I'm very sorry for any problems that I've caused you, sir." he tells me, "I shall follow the chain of command on the Enterprise, and be a loyal member of the Engineering team."

With that, he returns to his duties, and talks in a friendly manner to the other crewmembers."

Deanna comes out with a smile.

"What happened?" I ask, "Davik has changed completely."

"Well, Geordi," Deanna replies, "I just happened to mention that the first few days on a Starfleet vessel is always probationary. After that, the Captain has the option to transfer them to a Klingon, Ferengi, or any vessel he chooses."

"But that isn't true, Deanna."

"Well." says Deanna with a smile, "I guess there are things that even a Vulcan doesn't know after all."

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

Is that why they keep threatening me with data entry??

Janus said...

On behalf of me, my daughter, and my whole family, Happy Thanksgiving.

Also; Thanks for reading. It means a lot to us Captain.

Susan said...

Ah there is more to Deanna that meets the eye!

Thanks for reading my blog so faithfully, Captain.

Anonymous said...

So a woman's logic wins over Vulcan logic, fascinating!

MaR said...

All you need is a woman. Whenever you need to solve a problem. Even among engineers :)
Here via Michele's

Anonymous said...

LOL mar! You have a point. :) Here via Michele's but tend to visit several times a week anyway. :)

SQT said...

Deanna has a devious streak. Good!

pads said...

Nice one Deanna,

Love pads

Anonymous said...

He obviously wanted to stay on you spaceship, feels safe in your hands.

rashbre said...

Maybe Davik needs a neuropressure session? Perhaps T'Pol could be enlisted to help administer it safely?

Here today from Michele's!

Qapla.

rashbre

UngaMan said...

Passing the buck down to engineering?

That's everyday life on a starship! LOL

Good counceling from Deanna... a lot of kisses for her!!!

pads said...

Have emailed you captain.

Love pads

Nic said...

Leave it to Deanna to fix it. If you want something done quick send a man, but if you want it done right - send a woman. ;)

The Curmudgeon said...

Hmmmmm. Very good so far -- but it doesn't address the "don't blow up this ship, too" admonition with which Spock left Davik, does it, Captain?

Nepharia said...

Clever -- wrong -- but clever. And something I would have done.

carmilevy said...

I think he's getting tired of wearing a funky banana hair clip on his face all day.

After all these years, I finally figured it out!

Back from Michele's. Did you miss my reverie?

Anonymous said...

*giggle* deviousness thy name is Deanna!!!

I could learn a lot from her!