I received a message that the Colonel in charge of Range Control (shooting ranges) wanted to see me ASAP and that he was mad.
I went to his office and he “locked my heels” (made me stand at attention with my mouth shut) while he screamed at me.
He screamed for probably five minutes about how my unit had trashed Range 16.
When he stopped to take a breath, I said, “Sir, we were on Range 17.”
He got a funny look on his face and stared at me for a minute.
Then he growled, “Well, you probably did something else to deserve an ass chewing today. Now get out of here.”
I saluted and left.
LOL! Great story.
Great story.