LOL - Nords, it is a voluntary position with a service organization...
Hey, you used the word pawn!
In 1986, in the middle of an unusually chaotic refit, my CO called me into his stateroom. I had qualified as Engineer last month, I'd gotten married five days later, I was due to transfer ashore in four months, and I'd just stepped over from being the DCA/Auxiliary Division Officer to... Radio Division. For those unfamiliar with the lifestyle, life was looking pretty good. I was even sleeping 3-4 hours a night.
My CO said that the Engineer of the USS LAFAYETTE had just broken his leg and wouldn't be able to make next week's patrol. After we guffawed over the idea that it was a failed suicide attempt, he said that the commodore was looking for a replacement Engineer and I was first up. My CO didn't want to lose me, blah blah, great opportunity, blah blah, let him know by dinner.
I'd be taking over the engine room of the first of our boomer class, a broken-down boat in terrible condition at the height of the Cold War, and with very little time to settle into the job before starting a three-month patrol. My shore-duty orders (Naval Postgraduate School with my new spouse) would probably be deferred until my relief could report aboard. However I'd immediately be promoted to LCDR with its 25% pay raise, I'd prove that I was qualified to do a department-head job, I'd get a nice medal out of the experience, and I'd seal my reputation as the go-to guy with a green ID card. (I'd get a nicer stateroom with a better rack, too!) My next sea tour would probably be the pick of the fleet in the assignment officer's grateful acknowledgment of my service above & beyond the call of duty. OK, maybe that last one was a stretch, but they were short of time/personnel and increasingly desperate.
I looked at my life as it was, considered what my life could be, and passed on the opportunity. My CO was simultaneously relieved and disappointed, a career cue that sailed way over my head.
Of course the guy that took the job [-]was selected as Department Head of the Year and just picked up flag officer[/-] had a terrible patrol filled with broken gear, a fire and two instances of flooding, and was having such a tough time that the boat was selected for a surprise nuclear inspection. He later admitted that he was so flattered to be asked that he couldn't say no, and he certainly learned from the experience.
Misquoting that noted maritime leader & philospher, Cap'n Jack Sparrow, "I love these opportunities. I love to wave at them as they pass by..."