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

Yep. Had a screaming match with a higher ranked individual, an AF Major. I was going TDY for an OT&E. So on my way to the airport, I stopped by the office to pick up the FOUO training book to read on the trip out. I was in civilian clothes. He had a cow and wanted to know why I was going TDY. This idiot signed my orders. We went back and forth for about 3 minutes. I was out of the office for about 5 days came back in and found out that I had been transferred to another office. Shortly after my transfer, the Major was promoted and became the CC of a unit at Nellis. Weeks later a CMSgt was removed from his position at the Wing that started a domino of transfers. A SMSgt was moved from training to fill the Chief's job and I was moved to fill the training position. It put me in charge of a training course at Nellis where the LTC had PSC'd. Fast forward 4 months, I had time to go visit the course and meet with the instructors. My visit just happened to coincide with a totally unrelated visit from the LTC's boss. Long story short the LTC was fired after numerous IG complaints and I was there to witness his walk of shame. It was tough not to smile as he packed his boxes so I smiled.

Screaming match? No. Royal chew out? Yes.
As a Sgt having just been informed that I was not getting promoted to SSgt for the second time, my patience was a bit low, my morale in the toilet, and my tolerance for stupidity was non-existent.
I had been working for one of the best LTs that I have ever met when he transferred out and a new LT checked in.
The new LT hadn't even been to school yet. He was a washout from flight school and was pending going to school for the field we were in. Computer Sciences.
After multiple decisions that he made that lacked any semblance of intelligence I ended up in the field as sole support for the main element of an exercise.
Part of the support was providing training for 30 non-rates on the use of a new computer system for message generation. About 2 hours into the training the LT showed up and asked if I would back up and restart.
I had the students back up and restart the section we were on (about 10 minutes of training) but the LT wanted to have me completely restart the class.

At this point I lost it.
I turned to him and began to chew his rear out. I'm not the type of person who uses profanity, but, in this case, I made an exception. I informed him that his lineage was in doubt. That he had sex with his mother and a few other personal affronts. After about 5 minutes I ordered him to get his mother loving derriere out of my sight and to return to base.
His response was to simply turn around and go home.

By all rights, I should have been charged with conduct unbecoming and NCO, a marine and there had to be several other charges placed against me. Instead, what happened was a Major and a Master Gunnery Sgt approached me and said simply "That's now the way you should have handled it, but we understand."

By the way. I bet if I had paid attention, the full bird Colonel would probably have been chuckling. The G1 for 2nd Marine Air Wing was in the tent while this occurred.

There were a few more incidents between this LT and me over the next 3 months. The end result was that I chose to get out knowing that I was blacklisted for promotions and would most likely end up getting busted down later since this LT was an idiot and I found out that the Lt received a letter form the Commandant of the Marine Corps that directed him to submit his resignation upon completion of 4 years of active service.

I don't know if I should say this. I Worked hard as an image interpreter as I enlisted for while in Vietnam. When I became eligible for E5 they stopped making promotions. While in Vietnam my hard work was realized and I received the Bronze Star. After returning I was stationed at Ft. Hood and for the first few months was assigned to lead a civilian grass cutting detail. After becoming eligible for proficiency that was also discontinued. Being stateside playing at being soldier with a job was not much fun.
So we started getting ready for a big inspection. My being a farm kid I knew how to get things done. After working hard all day I had night duty and at 8 am as I am crawling into my bunk our section staff sarge comes and tells me that the Lieutenant whats me to come down to work. Well what I yelled at him was not very pleasant. I told him to tell the lieutenant what I said and basically I said I would not be responsible for what would happen when he woke me up for the first 15 seconds. In my defense I was totally exhausted and really POed.
4 hours later I woke up and went to work were he said I had just gotten there in time. Two days later I was read an Article 15. I found out two days later that I had a friend in the office were it counted. He said you have 6 weeks left stay quite.
To this day when I think back at time at Fort Hood I still get upset. That was a very stupid year in my life. Thank God my dad contacted the Red Cross had me come home and help with the farming which he really needed. My older Brother was in the Air force and a younger brother was going to college in Hawaii. I was right to not have to go to work but wrong the way I went about it.

During teens and younger with Mom and Dad whenever I didn't want to take out the garbage, cut my hair, wear proper clothing, ... Lost every time too. Nowadays, I routinely have arguments with a person who keeps calling himself God. Still loosing for some odd reason.

I was an E5. My platoon Sgt was a Vietnam era Major then stayed in as enlisted and was at the time a MSG. We has a very heated discussion about personnel assignments. But no one knew what it was about because we were the only 2 in the area at the time that spoke German. We had the loud discussion and parted respectfully and professionally.

I have a tour of engineering spaces to our new engineering officer as an e4. He asked what the petcock on top of the pump was for. Being sarcastic, (the gauge next to the petcock was bouncing around 2600psi) when asked what the petcock was for, I told him we had look in it to make sure the water was going around. Much to my surprise he tried to look in it while opening. I caught him and pushed him back. He immediately left, went to his quarters and wrote me up. It was his first day aboard and when he gave the Captain his report on me the Captain ripped it up and transferred him. As the Captain was a mustang, he felt the engineering officer was too dumb for his command. The XO on the other hand was a ring knocker that was very displeased with me. He told me to my face I would be in the brig long before I became a civilian. It turned out the Captain overheard the conversation and told the XO he had no right to hold me responsible for the previous incident. The Captain later called me to his cabin and told me to forget about the career I had planned and after a couple of discussions with the XO and me I wound up with an early out prior to the Captain’s retirement. He told me the CG was too small for me to escape the wrath of the XO without protection. So a civilian I became. Honorably I will add.

Had an O-6 that I had previously served with when he was an 0-4/O-5. As a younger officer he was well liked by the troops if not actually respected (sometimes a little too much of a good guy...trying to be the troops buddy you know the type). Changed a bit when he made 0-6, got stars in his eyes I think. He had an E-8 working for him that I never got along with (nor did any of the other NCOs) I was an E-7. I tried hard to pave the way for our new 0-6 but he was dead set on upsetting the apple cart from day one...everything had to be his way right away before he even knew the staff or the mission particulars. Turned a lot of the officers against him right quick, I tried hard to mend fences as I thought given the right guidance and support the 0-6 would do fine as we had a stellar group of officers and NCOs. Didn't work...in fact they almost turned on me and I was well respected and liked by almost all of them. Anyway I finally decided that I had to change my damage control tactics and try to support the other officers and NCOs as much as I could because the new O-6 was really screwing the pooch. One day the O-6 called my office, got me on the horn and started chewing my butt big time, then began threatening me (now this guy was big, 6'7" or so and probably around 260 lbs) but that didn't worry me, I grew up fighting guys bigger than me and I finally got some height and weight on me later in high school and more after I signed up. So I told him point blank "Sir, we can take off our blouses any time you like and butt heads man to man...no eagles no stripes no rules...but be advised I'll put your ass in ICU. So do you want to go or do you want to apologize?" He apologized. Sadly.

Personally, I NEVER allow myself to get too emotional in front of a Sr. Grade. I have been a CGO, and a civilian employee, and have had my keister handed to me by both Service Members (SM's) and Government Civilian Employees (GS's). The key is to keep steady. Keep cool, if you can, but keep on an even keel, nonetheless. If you believe your treatment was unfair, there is a Chain of Command to handle that. If you have an urgent situation (i.e., an incapacitated fellow SM that needs immediate transport) and a senior grade SM thinks that there is another priority, then that SM IMMEDEATELY takes FULL RESPONSIBILITY for ANY consequences regarding the delay. You can point this situation out, but you must comply with the orders of a senior-ranking SM. It is the senior-ranking SM that will have to answer for harm caused by any delay.

So, keep calm and soldier on. I have found this to be the best advice I've ever gotten in the military.

screaming match with a superior????? WTF has happened to our military? How is this tolerated?

I debated whether to share this. I always had (and still do) have issues with rules for thee and not for me leaders/managers - call it a character flaw. (Yes, this was the military!) And, to get this out of the way, the military had various 'good ole boys' clubs. (Actually, I see this everywhere and at every company I worked for.)

I had a Warrant Officer as my OIC. You would think that being previous enlisted, a WO would be more sympathetic to the plight of the enlisted, but not in this case. She was a rules for thee and not for me type leader. She was also a raging alcoholic to the point you could smell her 100 feet away before she entered the office. And then, the good ole boys network protected her. She also was bull-headed to the point she was always right despite me pulling up rules, regulations and standards to prove I was correct. I reckon she was my OIC for about 8 months before I called her a b1tch. She promptly kicked me out 'her' office telling me to never come back. She thought I was the problem child but I thrived after leaving her little fiefdom.