Former Marine here, don't have half the cred that he does- but it always feels weird when people do that. I understand his answer.
After duty one day in the Eighties I made the mistake of wandering into a Country bar in my summer-service charlies. Was tired, grumpy and thirsty. Meant to have one or two and go home and get out of my clothes and switch off.
I crawled in the door of the condo I was renting with a civvie friend at about 1:00 AM with the same amount of money in my wallet that I had when I secured from duty. Anytime my hand went anywhere near my wallet, someone I'd never met would put a reload in my paw. I want country bar people as my A-Gunners, next time around. LOL
That’s the way it should be.
Thanks for your service, FRiend.
Sure wasn’t that way when I was a Juggie in the 60’s....the term “Service Trash” still had teeth then.