Misty's career counselor went to a conference. One of the speakers happened to be the journalism detailer, whom her counselor approached afterward to explain the roadblocks they were encountering. The detailer asked for Misty’s package.

 

One morning after working the night shift, Misty was startled awake by someone banging on her door. She was being summoned to the career counselor’s office. Thinking she was in trouble, Misty threw on her uniform and rushed off.

 

“Where’s your early-out chit?” the counselor asked.

 

“The last time anyone said anything to me about it, it was with the Command Master Chief,” Misty replied.

 

“Go get it,” the counselor said. “I got you a seat in JO A-School. You leave in three weeks.”