A woman claiming to be a commander called base security to report that a captain on our base was conducting “neuro-terrorism” against her via the base website. I asked her to stand by while I scanned our website for neuro-terrorism. After nothing came up I let her know I searched and found all traces neuro-terrorism were gone. She was so thankful and relieved. She said usually when she called to report the neuro-terrorism no one believed her. She never called again.
An old retired officer buddy of mine told me that he had new girlfriend since he’d moved to Virginia Beach: she was only 55 years old (he’s 85), she’s gorgeous, and she’s a former CO of a US Navy cruiser - and Special Forces qualified.
I was, to say the least incredulous. I had never heard of a female combatant ship commander and was reasonably sure that she had never been in SOCOM.
Still, he was happy.
After a couple of funny events involving sending messages to her alleged former “command” in search of a ship’s baseball cap for her, the cat was out of the bag: not only had she lied about her service history, she never was in any service. And she was really 83, not 55.
My buddy was a little deflated - after all, this BSing about service used to be limited to insecure men. What was the world coming to?
I asked if she was good in bed and he just grinned.