LOL! You had to join the Army and go to basic training to get some rest! LOLOLOLOL!
That is about the truth. When I went home for Christmas, the only clothes I could wear to church was my dress green uniform. Back in those days, we had to fly in class A’s. Good thing I had it to wear. Most people didn’t recognize me. If it hadn’t been for my name tag, most had no clue who I was.