A Chief Kicked My Seabag Off The Brow During Inspection—Then The Quarterdeck Stared Him Down “No unescorted women on my quarterdeck,” the chief snapped before kicking my seabag down the brow as sailors laughed. I quietly picked it up from the rain. Then the Command Master Chief stepped outside, saw my face, and stopped cold. “Commodore?” The quarterdeck went silent. The chief had decided I was nobody before asking for identification. Seconds later, he realized he had just humiliated the officer commanding his entire destroyer squadron. ### Part 1…
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