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

Oh yeah I definitely had more than my fair share of asshat nco's or officers. My unit was the newly reactivated 5/7 CAV and almost all the higher ranking nco's and officers were comprised of douchebag deployment dodgers that had spent their entire careers trying to avoid combat situations. These douchebags were extremely pissed that they were actually having to deploy and they took it out on us lower enlisted every chance they possibly got. I had an E6 that was maxed out at E6 because he had fucked up so many times in his career that he could not be promoted again and he had NEVER deployed acting like he was the hottest shit ever. This bitch would hold 2hr+ formations with just our platoon in the motor pool screaming and yelling at all of us telling us all what worthless pieces of shit we were and then fuck with all of us individually too. I had an appointment one day about my knees which were already getting bad and I did not have a personal vehicle yet as I had only been at the unit for a few months and he knew I had to walk every where and we were all the way down in the motor pool and he didn't release me to go to my appointment until it was only ten minutes until my appointment and the clinic was halfway across base so of course I was late. Then this guy would hold random room inspections even on the weekends and if he ran his finger across something and got dust then you failed the inspection. We were in a rapid deployment unit and we were always either deployed or in training and the one time one of us spoke up and asked him if he might take into consideration that we actually have to live in these rooms he just made things way worse on us. It got to the point that he was making all of us report for a formation at 5am wearing full "battle gear" and if one single person, out of 42 of us, did not have one single item on the list then the formation was moved up thirty minutes earlier for the next day. Our platoon leader actually had to give him written counseling to leave us all alone before he would stop. To top things off we were named the top medical platoon out of the entire division and we had the top five rated combat medics as well and I was within those five. He never said anything again about us being worthless pieces of shit after that.

Not in public but a couple of times in private. As a SCPO I have on occasion needed to provide strong council to superiors. Especially favored were O1 and O2's. By the time they made O3 they knew better. The Navy believes in assigning line officers, most of the time without any regard to their educational background. This was not too bad when all US Naval Academy trained officers were engineering majors but now.. I was a PO1 and had a history major from a major Eastern Ivy League college, an 02 who was: smart yes, arrogant yes, flexible no, understood even the basics of steam engineering except water boils to make steam no, so on occasion he had to be taken to task always in privacy of his stateroom or on the fantail. Saw him about ten years later, now a commander, and first thing out of his mouth was thank you Senior, the chief is usually right. SO it can be done but quietly.

Only in Basic, lol

I had an altercation with a toxic CSM, I was attempting to have a civil conversation with him. I was a SGM in his division when he said I did not what a CSM did. I said he was incorrect and he proceeded to yell and scream at me for 12 minutes and 43 seconds. I had already turned him off. I was amazed at the size of the throbbing veins in his neck and forehead. I was wondering if I would perform CPR or wait 6 minutes to ensure brain damage. He had a habit of screaming at senior NCOs. One SGM had a nervous breakdown while another had to be treated for PTSD. As I said, a toxic leader. It was a shame he had ruined so many Soldiers lives.

Yes, “private” boxing match to settle our differences. I won decisively.

Only twice in combat in Vietnam. New "Boot" 1st Lt's who didn't understand how to save lives through common sense.

I may have had some angry moments with both superior officers and NCOs; however, I am "old school." As a 3rd Class my only response was Aye, Aye or Yes, Chief. I can certainly understand how Sgt Johnson must have felt, especially being so far down the pecking order. In my day, regardless if the senior were an ass h--le or not you had better not put your hands on a senior or you'd find yourself Court Martialed, busted down, fined, DD'd, and thrown in Leavenworth making little ones out of big ones. One thing about being "hard core" is the BS stops here and now (good order and discipline). If we can't keep it together in Garrison how do we expect to keep it together in the field? The military life is not easy at all and requires special folks to do some really strange things, at the most inopportune time under the most arduous conditions. Obviously not Disneyworld for sure. It is rewarding, but you're in a job where someone wants to blow your head off as a career objective. You put your life on the line whether you're a Coast Guardsman in the Bearing Sea, or an air crewman, or a grunt. This means you must be hardcore and focus and sometimes that means you leave family issues in the footlocker of your mind. If this is a difficult or unwanted evolution in your life, then perhaps you might consider a job at the local shoe store. Semper Par! Semper Gumby!

HHHHuuuummmmmm, once or twice, maybe. Sometimes people don't click, End of Statement.

Can’t remember if I replied to this post but just in case, here goes:
My helicopter landed after a mission and the first thing I see during the BPO is this rather large dent in one of the tail rotor blades. As it was shift change, I briefed my night guy and told him I’d work it first thing the next morning. When I arrived at work, my bird was next to the walkway and bigger than schnizel, there was a big wad of Bondo stuck to the side of the blade. I pretty much freaked out. I went to the night shift super and politely asked what is going on. He proceeded to tell me they needed the bird for the flight schedule and I needed to finish the repair. Since the original damage permanently grounded the blade, I asked him, a little more heatedly, WTFO? The blade is damaged out of limits. He repeated that I was to finishe the repair. I blew up. There was no effing way that blade could legally fly with that dent and putting that wad of Bondo on the blade threw it waaayyy out of balance. Again, go fix the blade and he was getting pissed by my attitude. About that time I realized I was yelling at a MSgt (E-7) and I was a SSgt (E-5). I calmed down immediately, apologized and told him I would punch holes in that blade and make damn sure it was damaged out of limits. We parted, him to the Maint Super’s office and me to the tool room to get a pig arsed hammer. We met back at the bird purely by chance and he said pull the blade. I smiled politely, said thank you and turned the hammer back in to the tool room.

No screaming but strong disagreements especially when it came to the treatment or lack of for my soldiers. If personal, at me, as hard as it was I'd just bite my tongue til it bled, lol. Who can really understand why leaders make ignorant decisions at times. But if lives are at stake and the welfare of our soldiers, fight for what's right.