I was playing pool at the local dive. My retired JAG opponent was sure to tell me essentially, "Good freakin luck." I thought it was ridiculous too, especially when it was all for questioning in relation to some barracks theft, and I was a married soldier living off post.
I am loving the assumptions though; I hold my head high with a decorated service record, an honorable discharge, and a current contract to return to
active service in precisely one more month. You can bash all you want...
