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I must admit I'm partial to the sail-boaters. They always have a lot more lines for me to check, and they seem to enjoy
personal interaction - spending time in long conversations, laughing and telling tales. They seem to leave the docks more
frequently, and often are gone for several days. I have to be careful that I'm not caught onboard. It would be big trouble
for me if I went AWOL.
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I
take my duties very seriously, and patrolling the docks is one of my favorite jobs. I inspect everyone's vessel, make
sure their awnings will hold up, and after that - it's time to take a break. Most people seem happy to hang out with me.
Sometimes we'll watch a video in their main salon, or we'll retreat to the fly deck for a bit, watching those big
fish jump out of the water. Occasionally I can pick up a snack, but before long it's time for me to move on to the next
vessel inspection. It's really interesting to see the diverse quarters each of my dock mates have on their craft. The
power-boaters always have the best TVs, lots of stuff and countless cubbyholes for me to inspect. Their swim decks are easier
for me to get on, but they never seem to go anywhere - always moaning about the price of gas. On the rare occasion that they
do venture out, oh what a racket and stink they make! They're good people though, and I can't fault them for their
choice of vessel.
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