Here's a serious answer before the not so serious fly in:
I was getting to the age where I wanted to be train driver or a footballer, realised I wouldn't do either. In 1980 my neighbour who at the time was a POMEA asked me if I'd thought about a career in the Navy and would I like to go to HMS Sultan for the day. I duly went down and had the time of my life, a 13 year old in the simulators etc. The following year he was a CPOMEA on the Diomede and took me down onboard for families day. There I was 14 years old sat in the CPO's mess surrounded by beer and porn thinking 'this is the life' (I didn't get to see a JR's mess where I would dwell later on in life!). I duly joined the mob in July 83, while in training I received postcards from the same guy, the last one saying 'see you in the fleet'. Having completed my basic training at Mercury I joined the Fearless in Apr 84, my neighbour had sinced moved away from where I lived however, he was a Sub Lt on board. The following year my parents spent the day in the wardroom during families day drinking with him, leaving me down the mess.
I'm still serving now but have lost touch with him, I assume he's left, he certainly sold the mob to me and I'm glad he did too.