I was fortunate to have about two weeks of turnover with the 1stSgt I replaced in Kilo Company 3/3. He taught me quite a bit and was the kind of Marine who left big shoes to fill. When he left though I immediately called all the platoon sergeants into my office. Then I put them all on blast, utterly flaming them with the first official window shattering ass chewing from the new 1stSgt. Had they done anything wrong? No. I just made something up and crushed them over it. It was all about establishing our working relationship. Wrong and strong.
Then I told all the platoon commanders they had to move their wall lockers from their offices upstairs to the platoon sergeant area downstairs. The platoon sergeants were then to move their desks upstairs to the platoon commander offices. I had noticed there seemed to be a communication problem between some of them and I had the cure. This upheaval was unpopular but forced my platoon commanders and platoon sergeants to sit across from each other and talk. Imagine that! It probably also gave them someone to hate besides each other. Later, some of them begrudgingly admitted the move actually made things smoother within their platoons. Go figure.
I have mentioned before I have enjoyed an interesting reputation among the troops. One of my former company clerks said meeting me for the first time was just like this:
Of course, though I have been known to smoke the occasional cigar, I would never be caught smoking one of those long goofy filtered cigarettes.