Corporal Sanderson walked into her new duty station wearing her best. Seeing work needing to be done and idle soldiers, she couldn't help herself. She started issuing orders and surprisingly people started following them. They all knew what needed to be done, they'd just gotten away with not doing it. When the Colonel walked in and saw all this business, and traced it back to Sanderson, he did the best thing for his soldiers and for his stomach. He pinned his rank on her collar and turned her loose. Could she stay out of jail long enough to whip this kitchen into shape? Only time would tell.