America’s SgtMaj is well known for hating a weak greeting. In Bahrain I used to encourage the Marines to render a proper greeting of the day with such vigor that Naval officers would actively avoid them when possible.
Then there was the time I was in Quantico attending the MCMAP martial arts instructor trainer course as a Staff Sgt. Young lieutenants fresh out of OCS attended The Basic School nearby. I was swaggering across the quad when a class let out and the sidewalk was flooded with boot lieutenants.
I gazed across a sea of cash sales and gold bars recalling my lance corporal days of hand salute hijinks. Ruefully, I popped a salute and kept my fingers glued to the brim of my cover as I maneuvered through the mob of young officers. Some of them were smirking.
It goes around and comes around.