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Back in the mid-1960s at Ras Lanuf, Libya, the refinery and port comms systems were maintained by a Brit whose first name was Roger. Most of the port administrators and refinery supervisory staff were Americans, as were the port Pilots. They seemed very amused by Roger's British accent and on one occasion that we were in port (well, anchored to pick up the end of the pipeline) Roger was doing radio checks on the port VHF radio system for most of the day. Every time he called us or one of the other vessels in the vicinity, the Americans on board would respond with, "Roger-Roger, Roger", followed by loud guffaws of laughter.
We didn't see what was so funny about it (especially after the first ten or so times it happened) and I'm sure Roger wouldn't have been amused.
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Ron
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