I was doing the stage mic adjustments at the circuit assemblies.
I was thrown off the stage by the CO for my shoes. Not shiny enough.
They were black suede shoes that I wore to all my local public talks and service assignments.
Being the lunatic dub that I was, I went out into the audience and found a friend of mine.
We swapped shoes and I was back on the roster!
Never mind that shoes can not be seen from the audience at the Fairfield Assembly hall in Northern Cal.
I would later use this pharisaic knowledge to my benefit.
I was already waking up, still a MS, getting confused and learning TTATT.
Don't want to do the stage anymore and just sit in my seat and space out?
No problem... Instead of wearing my CO approved matching pants and jacket suit, I wore a sport coat and slacks. <thrown off the stage>
All down hill from there...