No one was surprised when she earned a prestigious fellowship to study an obscure field that none of her former colleagues could name, much less understand. well, not Before she went away for her fellowship, advanced degree, or sabbatical, her weirdness was okay, because she was as tactically proficient as her peers.
The first time it happened, it kind of sucked to have his former subordinates calling him by first name, but now he’s realized that being the military’s version of Van Wilder suits him.
Sure, she liked video games more than most, and for some reason she attended renaissance fairs in full costume, but she wasn’t that bad.
She was a strange deployment roommate, but other than the whole ordering-drinks-with-umbrellas thing, she was an okay person.
Making captain requires a pulse; making major requires a functional cerebellum.
It’s the stage when officers either stall out and crash, career-wise, or set themselves up for reaching the next level.