Yep, been there, done that, during arty survey school circa 1970 I tried to make it to the car with wife waiting at Sill, ran right into the CSM from the OCS next door.
After a day of beating on future butterbars, he was happy to rip my poor PFC ass, then and again the next day in his office. Did a week as his CQ runner for my haste. I was more careful not to get caught next time. LOL I can’t believe the rest of the vitriolic comments about this, maybe because I was drafted.
When did soldiers not f**k-off like this?
From ~ 1981 - 2009.
Then suddenly we got way more worried about POSH, SHARP and SRP than combat effectiveness.
Running from colors is generally an E1-E3 talent. NCOs know how to look at a clock and stay indoors. It’s only the shitbirds who can’t render a salute for a minute at attention.
On the other hand, I myself have been caught in dumb positions at evening colors and found myself saluting dimpsty dumpsters and PXs and empty parking lots. Also, there are E1-E3 jerks running the camp PA system who had fun putting a long pregnant pause between the end of colors and the bugle call for ‘All Clear’.
Soldier in question will probably get some nice NJP for her little stunt, but she’s not going to get drummed out of the Army or anything.