When I was stationed in Berlin, we had a guy in the company named "Major." I sometimes wondered if he ever capitalized on his name. He sure seemed to have an easy time checking trucks out of the motor pool to help other soldiers move.

When my dad was a Marine, he was lined up with other recruits and they had to shout out their names: "Jones, sir! Smith, sir! Brown, sir!...." When they got to my dad, he shouted, "Offer, sir!"
That was enough to get him pulled out of line for a lecture.

-Joe-