At Gate C27 a Cocky Marine Ridiculed My Army Rank, Right Before a General Showed Up
A man in a navy suit behind me shifted his laptop bag and sighed loudly as the line ground to a stop.
“Is something wrong with the card?” I asked.
“The ID’s valid, ma’am,” the officer said.
He picked up my paper boarding pass and pointed at the top right corner.
“It’s the transit boarding code.
It shows a priority command flag, but your ticket’s issued for regular coach.”
“The desk clerk told me the code would clear at the gate,” I said.
“It won’t clear here without a supervisor override,” he said.