At Gate C27 a Cocky Marine Ridiculed My Army Rank, Right Before a General Showed Up
“You’re making a scene over nothing.”
“She’s sitting at a public gate in full dress greens, Reid,” Evan said, flicking his wrist toward my lap without taking his eyes off my face.
“That makes her fair game for anybody who actually earned his uniform.”
Evan turned back to me and propped his forearms on his knees, closing the gap until his chin was less than a foot from my collar.
“Real female officers don’t look like you,” Evan said with a short, mocking laugh.