I was in the army, training at Fort Benning, Georgia.
However, I was soon out, my world rapidly dissolving from the army to another crazy time. I decided I was going to do something creative.
I had the barber cut around my camouflage yarmulke, shaved around the kippah, bald except under the little sacred cloth. The Platoon Guide got pissed and reported me. When the DS asked me why I had it done, I proudly replied, "To see if I could get away with it."
To my surprise, he chuckled and said, "I respect your honesty, keep the Yama-cut."