What's your funniest "The Military Just Came Out Of Me" moment in the workplace?

Once when I was working with the kids. They were being too loud when I was trying to teach. I went drill sgt on them. They were staring, like Me. Banks are you ok?

I use 24 hour time every where. On my watch, computer, clocks everything. My wife particularly enjoys when I answer to her " what time is it "? She finally came to terms with it and figured out the math.
That's when I started using ZULU time

This happened after I graduated college and had one of my first jobs as a Group Finance Accountant with a regional health insurer. It was back in the days of MS DOS before Windows and part of my job was to prepare and run a several-hundred page report on the greenbar dot-matrix printer. After running the report, I had to babysit the printer in case it jammed. The printer would run for over an hour. One of the nearest ladies, Christine, who had been at the company forever and said she wished someone could move that printer, like Dave and Brian.

I popped off, "Jesus Christ, Christine. You're bigger than me and Dave put together. You could move this fuckin' printer yourself."

"DAVID!" She screamed. My buddy shouted, "That was not me! That was not me! That was Brian!"

"Brian," Christine hissed, "You're on my shitlist! Not even my husband speaks to me like that!"

Over lunch, Dave told me that was freaking awesome! But my boss, who thought that was hilarious urged me to apologize to Christine, which I did. Christine was gracious. But that was an instance of a little bit of my field artillery training kicking in.

I once worked for a company that provided tech support to several international companies. On a call from Korea where language and the connection were making things difficult I fell into the old habit of using the phonetic alphabet. I realized this might not be helpful and apologized to the caller. To which he responded, "No problem, I was KATUSA. Message received, 5 by5, out."

Just retired from the Navy and was going to community college for an Associates degree. Came to attention when the professor walked in. So embarrassing.

I don't remember all the circumstances but I was a fresh E5 and had been home only a few days or so after Annual Training (National Guard). My kids were really frustrating me and not doing what I asked or doing it half-assed. As I walked away to regain my composure I mumble something about F***ing Privates!

After I left the Army, I took a job in the oilfield. It took me about 6 months to stop calling my hard hat a Kpot

I was in the breakroom at work one afternoon. One of my coworkers knocked my coffee cup off the shelf and into the trash bin. I yelled “That was my coffee cup….You crapsack!”. The crew heard me out in the dispatch center and immediately started laughing. The kid practically dove into the trash can to retrieve it.

I had been out for a few decades, and had learned to temper my voice and words when dealing with family and coworkers. At an event I lost it when two girls were dancing on the pool table I just shelled out big bucks to get a new felt on. (It was a gift to the owner.) My loudest Command Voice was heard by all. Then I stepped back and looked at the 6 and 4 year old I had just yelled at. Holy Crap that was wrong. Still feel bad years later.

Thanking "wall, post, etc leaners" for holding it up.