Has anyone ever been in a screaming match or any altercation with their superiors?

I zoned out in a PT run. My mind was gone due to the heat and I dropped out of formation but my body kept running. I was told that my eyes were unfocused, glazed and I kept moving forward despite them trying to stop me. It took a few of the guys to stop me and get me to the ground to treat me for possible heat exhaustion. This was a platoon of medics so they started untying my shoes, loosen anything restrictive. My SSG, who had an arrogant streak and was kind of a jerk to the troops, started taking off my watch and I’m told my right fist came across and decked him in the jaw while I was saying something about him stealing my watch. I don’t remember much except my hand was hurting later and that SSG left me in peace for awhile. At least I can say I clocked a somewhat deserving NCO without any repercussions even if I don’t remember it clearly.

If you have a question about orders follow them then complain that will keep you out of trouble at least as long as the order is legal

As an E4, I had an E-5 who was all sorts of FUBAR all the time. Every single time he was put in charge of soldiers (only two at a time due to his blatant incompetency, I might add), suddenly those soldiers were never where they should be, always late, misinformed, never in the right uniform, and we're in trouble literally every day.
When I was an E-3, he called me one morning prior to PT and asked if he could "Borrow some PTs" because he didn't have his for some reason. He did this once and I told 1sg. There is NO reason that an NCO should have to ask his subordinates for PT's. 1sg agreed with me and said that if it happens again, he will tell SGM. So, the 2nd time this sh!tbag NCO called me for PT'S, I said

The only time I care to share about was when I was in BMT we had base lib for memorial day concert, and around 1630-1700 a huge thunderstorm came thru, well one of the DIs that also went to the concert decided to make an ass out of himself and tried to chew my ass out for not getting in the bus to go back to squadron (totally different squadron that I was apart of) as I was told before we left that day to come back in the group. I was looking for my flight-mates when he come running up and yelling, then he hit me in my shoulder, that was when I yelled back at him telling him I was in a different squadron and was given alternate orders and that if he would like to keep his position as a DI that he wouldn't touch me again. He stormed off after that to yell at more trainees, but that was my 1st encounter at arguing with a higher ranked person lol.

I was a young corpsman stationed in Portsmouth Naval Hospital. A female captain, (full bird for you land and air types) starting screaming at me, accusing me of something I didn't do (and knew I could prove it). I stood there for 15 minutes and let her rant, rave, yell, scream, curse, etc, etc. When she got tired, I proved she was wrong with two words and showed her why she was wrong. Then I said, "Ma'am, with all due respect, I think you owe me an apology." She did, and stormed off and never said a word to me again. My boss, a HMCM, ran into his office, closed the door and laughed his ass off.

Had a female SFC who was a section sergeant (NCOIC). She was a prior Finance NCO who reclassed to MI, became a Drill Sergeant shortly after that, and then came to our unit. She knew literally nothing about the career field, and terrorized the Junior NCO's and Enlisted. I was a SSG at the time but was promoted to SFC during a deployment. Any time I would try to ask her anything (as a SSG), she would brush me off as inferior, and tell me to ask someone else. During that deployment, her section was repeatedly late for guard duty, and when I pinned on 7...I had the OPs SGM look at me and tell me "you need to fix that..."Sergeant" (looking at my chest). So...I went in...corrected the issue (so to speak) and walked out. She followed me and started yelling "who do you think you are?" My response..."the person who catches hell when you don't do your job!" "Since you wouldn't fix the issue...I did!" This exchange happened outside the OPs SGM's door. I was soon after put in charge of her section.

Hahahaha ooooohhh the stories I could tell of NCO v CO! Darn ginger stubborn legal biding know it alls...lol.... sometimes it's a terrible thing to be an analyst, if it's not explained in complete garrison our minds wonder and question. Oh well, what do you do... lol...

As an E-4 we had a morning formation the day we were leaving for the field. I was a 92F petroleum supply. The only one in my unit at the time. Platoon Sgt was an E-7.

I was in possession of equipment of another troop who needed it to prepare for the movement. We broke and individual formations were held. I walked behind his formation and sat his equipment down and said "here it is" open air directed to no one to not interfere with his platoon Sgt's formation and message. An E-6 by the way. He attempted to stop me and try and belittle me in front of his troops. Being on a strict timeline as the only fueler I respectfully went to parade test and let him begin his childish tirade. About half way into it he attempts to make me hit the pvement and smoke me. My response was "Really Staff Sgt?" At that point I say "Sure things we can handle this." I walk toward my platoon sgt who is talking to our 1st Sgt about 20 feet away. This sets the E-6 off. Acting like the child he was he follows with his temper tantrum in tow. I approach the senior NCO's and start to state my case. The E-6 or course starts to interrupt. Both stop him in his tracks and say they saw the whole thing. 1Sgt instructed me to carry on. The E-6 then spent about a half hour in front of his troops getting smoked for being a little shit and not acting like a leader should in front of his troops. We lead by example. Rank does not protect your teeth as you are not super man. Withholding my temper payed off by doing the right thing.

Never had an issue with that E-6 again as he would just get red in the face and move on when I was around.

Anger over the situation results of sheer embarrassment we will never know.

Which time? We were "training" and using paint ball guns. The rules were, if you got "hit" you were to take your key out and put it in your barrel, lay down with your gun out of your hands. My commander saw me and didn't see my weapon was keyed and out of my hands, he just saw me in the prone position and fired at point blank range into my back hitting me in the kidney area. It stung like hell, causing me to say some very foul and unpleasant comments to the shooter, in which, of course, I didn't know it was my commander. Nothing happened, but, the commander did yank my chain about it later. He took it in good jest.

As a former officer and "senior", any time one of my senior enlisted pulled me aside (never in front of the kids) I knew they were doing me a favor. So, thanks to all my enlisted for setting me straight.