Amy drops down

My commander berated me with a shouting tirade that made me feel smaller and smaller, not only inside. My knees trembled and I slowly sank to the ground.

I didn't quite understand what I had done wrong. According to the regulations, it was forbidden to wear civilian clothes on duty. That's why I was only wearing what the Army had provided me with. Why was he so angry?

I knelt in front of him, looked up at him with sad eyes, and waited for him to calm down. What could I do to improve his mood?

Then I had an idea. This always worked with my friend when he was in a bad mood...