What is your funniest salute story?

As a brand new 2LT I needed to get all my shots. The med techs gave them all in my right arm. For the next three days it was agony to salute. After that, every time I needed a shot I asked to have them do it in my left arm

I was a Blackhawk crew chief deployed to Bosnia in 1996 as a PFC. I had to run from my helicopter to the Company TOC and on my way back I was moving pretty fast. I was in my flight suit so I was mistaken for a pilot by a SFC who threw up a salute. All I could say was the first thing that jumped into my head... "Drive on Sergeant!" And prayed he didn't realize what just happened as I hauled it double time back to the aircraft!

When I was assigned to the 3rd Marine Division on Okinawa, I was walking out of the PX with a stereo receiver on my right shoulder. As I passed a Marine 2nd Lt, I saluted him with my left hand. All he said was “Goddam Navy”

On my way home from boot camp in San Diego, we had to change planes in Denver. Two of us popped a good one to an airline captain.

I got to MCRD DAGO straight from ait Lejune. I was there about 2 weeks when a female marine capt. CAME TOWARD ME. I GAVE MY BEST SALUTE WITH a GOOD MORNING SIR. SHE LET OUT A SCREAM MARINE DO I LOOK LIKE I HAVE BALLS BETWEEN MY LEGS. I SAID NO SIR. SHE REPLIED THEN WHY IN THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING ME SIR? I'M NOT SURE BUT I THINK SHE THOUGHT I WAS A NEW RECRUIT. This was in 1962.

Mine was when I was TDY to Korea and I broke my right wrist. It was winter and very cold. I started to cross a street when I looked up there was a 1 star general. I immediately saluted and cracked my forehead with my cast. He stopped and said dont knock yourself out saluting, and laughed. told me dont worry about saluting till my cast was off.

Mine was in 1975 when I was stationed at a Navy Base - Pensacola Florida. Part of the base was for training Army, Marine, and Air Force soldiers. I was an Army E-4 female soldier (not many at the time) stationed permanent party and my dress uniform included a black berret with a circular eagle brass insignia. A young Navy soldier saluted me while I was walking in front of the Base Commander's offices. I was so nervous because it was in front of the Commander's offices - I saluted him back. This was not the last time since the school had a high turnover rate due to the training time. I left early for work because I made sure I had time to explain I was not an officer.

In Oct. 1967 I was deployed to Vietnam after 8 weeks of Basic at Ft. Benning, Ga., and 8 weeks of AIT at Ft. Polk, La. Needless to say I did countless push-ups during those 16 weeks for "Failure to salute an Officer". After a couple of days in-country in Vietnam I was sent to my assigned unit at a base camp out in the boonies. On my way to my Platoon area I met a 2nd Louie and, upon seeing the bar on his collar, I instinctively snapped a salute. He grabbed my hand and jerked it down and told me in no uncertain terms that if I ever saluted him again out in the field he would break my f!@#$%@g arm!! He then explained that if a sniper were watching and saw me salute him then the sniper would know he was an officer and would take him out first.
We became good friends during our Tour of Duty, and as it turned out he became the Company XO for the last couple of months there. He got me in out of the field to Long Binh headquarters for the last week or so of my time in-country.

In Oct. 1967 I was deployed to Vietnam after 8 weeks of Basic at Ft. Benning, Ga., and 8 weeks of AIT at Ft. Polk, La. Needless to say I did countless push-ups during those 16 weeks for "failure to salute an Officer". After a couple of days in-country in Vietnam I was sent to my assigned unit at a base camp out in the boonies. On my way to my Platoon area I met a 2nd Louie and, upon seeing the bar on his collar, I instinctively snapped a salute. He grabbed my hand and jerked it down and told me in no uncertain terms that if I ever saluted him again out in the field he would break my f!@#$%@g arm!! He then explained that if a sniper were watching and saw me salute him then the sniper would know he was an officer and would take him out first.
We became good friends during our Tour of Duty, and as it turned out he became the Company XO for the last couple of months there. He got me in out of the field to Long Binh headquarters for the last week or so of my time in-country.

It was a Sunday afternoon during Basic Training and I had been tasked to pull KP duty. After my kitchen duties we're finished, I was released. So, I stopped by the PX and got a few items that I needed such as toiletry items and laundry soap. As I was walking back to the barracks, I was swinging my bag & it broke sending my items into some near by bushes. I ran to retrieve my items and saw a company approaching from the opposite direction. I tried to hide in the bushes as they marched by but the Drill Sergeant saw me. As he continued to match by with his troops, the DS yells, ”Private, what are you doing in those bushes?” I stood at attention and saluted him and said, ”My bag broke Drill Sergeant.” He shook his head and marched on by.