I don't care. My verbiage is intentional.
We all salty, Marine. We all salty. It took me years before I could leave my rack without ensuring it was squared away. It took years before I could invite the missus to touch me while I slept.
Eight years is what I served. Worse, it was in two pieces and separated by time at MIT. Yeah, I was a smart Marine. Don't laugh, I can drive a broom like it is nobodies business.
Anyhow, I won't tell you I understand. I will tell you that I can relate. As for the karma, I ain't never scared.
But, you're right. Always be nice to the folks who decide your life. Strangely, that's frequently not the person who projects power. However, I speak to the choir. Hopefully someone else will pick up on this. Otherwise, I ain't never scared. Karma was meant for burning.
Methinks us that are out tend to be salty, those still in, seems like drawdown has bled a lot of salty knowledge out.
Always makes friends with the doc, supply, and admin. Usually through booze and not being an ass.