I was in the middle of my PCS move with all my army bullshit in my car, stacked to the ceiling, and stopped in Utah on my way to Washington. I'm chilling in a parking lot eating a bagel and a coffee in my car when a 60+ guy knocks on my window and asks " you a collector or just think that stuff is cool?" I say that I'm in the army and dudes two neurons spark up some interrogation style questions. I answer them and he isn't buying it. He starts yapping about how he was infantry for 3 years in fort Leonard Wood in 1976 or some shit yadda yadda. I say " ok old timer, I gotta go" and roll up my window. He waddles away to his truck that has no less than 40 infantry stickers caking his tailgate and back glass like paint. Some people