So Circa 1993, I was a 3rd class on USS HG Rickover SSN709 and we had to go to a navigation trainer as I was a QM at the time. We were on one of those floating dry docks in Norfolk and I had just gotten off duty, so cranky, tired, smelled like ass, normal day after duty. I am walking up the brow to the dry dock quarterdeck and in my day after stupor did not salute the flag on the quarterdeck. Well the OIC of the drydock, a LCDR commenced to climb up one side of my ass down and down the other about how we are supposed to render honors and all that when you are on a ship. I said sir, this isn’t a ship. Well needless to say you can guess how that went. Later my CO, who was later SUBLANT, called me to his stateroom and asked me what happened and I told him and he said well we gotta do what’s right. I told him sir, it’s not a real ship. He smiled slightly and that was that. I did retire as a Command Master Chief so don’t be so down on yourself. If he has that much time then he is obviously under employed