An old tradition is to send the newby's on a search.
They'd be told to get a bucket of steam, three yards of water level line, a quart of relative bearing grease, or something nonexistent like those. They could spend a day going from space to space. It was harmless and helped them learn their way around.
On Manley there was a routine that was pure evil. There were twin brothers on board and they had a great act.
The midwatch bosun would send the messenger to the bosun's locker for a container of relative bearing grease. When he visited the space, one of the twins would be standing around while the duty bosun would tell the kid he would find the grease in the radio shack.
Dutifully, the kid would go to radio, and the other twin would be standing around, while the watch said to go to after steering.
This went on for about six spaces, and the whole ship would make bets on how many compartments the kid would visit before he realised that one guy was always waiting for him.
"These things must be done delicately-- or you hurt the spell." - The Wicked Witch of the West.
"We've got the torpedo damage temporarily shored up, the fires out and soon will have the ship back on an even keel. But I would suggest, sir, that if you have to take any more torpedoes, you take 'em on the starboard side." Pops Healy, DCA USS Lexington.