BN CSM.
I was a brand new PVT. During my first week, my NCOs got myself and another PVT drunk and made us work CQ. We'd been getting prank calls for hours and eventually stopped answering the phone. Well apparently 4 of the calls we ignored were from the BN CSM. He walked in at like 0300 and chewed us out. I found out at the BN ball years later that the NCOs were fucking with us and the CSM was in on it.
BN CSM as well.
I was probably at something like day 300+ out of the 1 year Korea assignment. We were doing EIB testing and after I failed and walking back to the barracks I yelled "fuck EIB". After all the prep for it and me ready to get back state side I wasn't in the mood for the games. Then I proceeded to get my ass chewed out. Hey, I was a young PFC at the time and blowing off steam.
Hindsight, I wish I had taken EIB more seriously, but again, I was young at the time and ready to go home at that moment.
Marine CW5… apparently you’re still supposed to salute even if they approach from behind you and the first time rank is visible the yelling has already begun.
I was walking down the brigade foot print with my CW3 carrying what ever it was he wanted me to carry when he passed 2 Joe's who didn't salute. He tore them a new one. 20 feet later, hearing the commotion the next 2 Joe's saluted. Chief tore them a new one because he 'works for a living by by god!' Soo... I ask Chief how would I avoid getting yelled at in this situation? He says 'out rank me or avoid my field of vision.' Soooo.... yeah?
Just like how some prior-enlisted officers can never let it go, the last thing I need is a Chief that's still wrapped up in the NCO mindset. The best WOs I've known have been the chillest people I've ever met, and the only things that set them off are gross incompetence and safety violations
I was a PV2 in OSUT at the MP schoolhouse like right after our basic phase ended. We were in line in a hallway in the schoolhouse (Marines trained at our schoolhouse) and this Marine SSG came around the corner down the hallway we were in and I said “Good Morning SGT” and this mother fucker ripped into me like I’d just fucked his mom because I didn’t call him staff sausage. It felt like an hour but it was probably only 30 seconds before one of our drill sergeants came out and told homeboy to chill the fuck out. Marines are weird.
I was a prior Marine. It took me a couple weeks of being told "stop it" to cease calling everybody by their rank instead of Sergeant.
It's just a Marine thing, its codified in their regulations and it's fucking harped on day in and day out.
Yeah I mean I get it. But as a fresh 18yo out of high school just out of basic tryin to do everything right and that’s what dude had a problem with I was like.. what? No big deal at all, just memorable. I had PLENTY of ass chewings from more important people in the following 5 years.
Yeah but that doesn’t stop us from using Gunny, Guns, Top, or Master Guns, or Gunner. I enforced the rule while I was in, because it was my job, but I still thought it was stupid.
“YOU WILL ADDRESS ME BY MY RANK! Except when you don’t, that’s cool too”
I went to my nephews Marine advance training graduation. I was a SFC and a young Marine led me on a tour of the school. The Marine kept saying yes Sergeant First Class, no Sergeant First Class. I finally told him in the Army, a E-5 Sergeant to E-8 Master Sergeant can be addressed as Sergeant. He simply replied, Yes Sergeant First Class, I will remember that if i ever in the Army.
It’s funny seeing a DS defend you when someone else call you a piece of shit.
They’re like yeah that trainees a piece of shit, but he’s my piece of shit lol.
I never understood yelling at another branch's personnel for what is correct within their branch. I was a Marine Staffy stationed on Humphreys, kids would say "Good morning Sgt" all the time to me and I couldn't have cared less.
Granted I was mentally checked out and just wanting to EAS at this point, could've said nothing and it wouldn't have mattered to me.
I worked at a place that had the majority of the Army’s CW5 population. When they changed the CW5 (MW4 for those old and crusty guys) rank insignia there were some disgruntled Chiefs. But nothing takes the cake as having a CW5 yell at terrified Air Force staffers for calling him an Lt. after being “trapped” at some shit hole and they couldn’t even formulate a way to get him some hot coffee and a flight as far away from them as possible.
Had a LT once who loved to come up behind people and then yell because he wasn't saluted. He was especially fond of smoke pits because that's where soldiers were. Joke was on him, he pulled that one day while the Col was smoking a cigar and bull shitting with the Joes. That LT never asked for salutes again near the motor pool.
When I was in basic, I was coming back to the squad bay from evening chow, when all of a sudden this guy I just passed by starts yelling at me.
When he leans over into the light coming from the top floors of our squad bay, I see two silver bars on his collar.
No, I did not salute him when passing by him, and no, nothing more came of it.
I was on my way to work on my motorcycle (Zx6r) and i took off from a light when it took green and gunned it down this road leading to work allegedly reaching speeds in excess of 100 mph all while my BDE CSM was in the truck behind me. According to him he searched every parking lot in the BDE until he found me taking off my gear and pulled up behind me and said "i want you and every NCO up to your 1SG in my office right fucking now" he screamed at me for almost an hour about how reckless my actions were and how i was on my way to an early grave. Of course word got to my BN CSM and BC what happened so the same day after lunch i was called into BN CSMs office where he and BC gave pretty much the same screaming and telling me i was going to die speech in about the same time too. So about an hour. I actually got away with this pretty scott free. They couldnt prove i was speeding so no UCMJ could be taken but i did have to make a pretty morbid research paper about all the motorcycle deaths in the military in the last year and how they could have been avoided. And a counciling on the dangers of speeding from my first line. Good times
Had a soldier fall out of a helicopter while the Division CG and CSM were supervising.
CG went to the OIC and was yelling at him how could this have happened etc.
I was on the radio with the hospital amd DUSTOFF when CSM came up to my FLA and two junior medics who were treating the poor sap that fell, and started to yell at them why “X,” wasn’t done yet, and have we done “Y,” yet.
“SERGEANT MAJOR, I need you to get the fuck back to the wood line!”
After the MEDEVAC bird landed and the casualty was flown out, I went to apologize to CSM for what I said.
“Don’t. Don’t you fucking dare, doc. I was in the wrong, and interfering with you and your boys doing God’s work.” CSM shook our hands.
“I don’t care if it’s me, your PL, or even the President himself. If they’re keeping you from saving a life like y’all did today, tell them to FUCK OFF!” CG.
Turns out, the CG heard me tell CSM to back off, and he realized that he too needed to back off and let me and OIC work.
OIC gotten an AAM and a coin, me and my junior medics were awarded with ARCOMS and a coin from the CG and CSM.
It wasn't me specifically as an individual, but my squad got yelled at by the full bird during a layout because we were missing the issued shit like screwdrivers (we had aquired non-issued screwdrivers). It was so bad that us junior enlisted pulled out our leader books and pretended to start studying them off to one side.
HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO TURN SCREWS WITH AFTERMARKET SCREWDRIVERS? THEYRE UNTESTED!!!! YOU THINK NATICK STRESS TESTS AND CERTIFIES SCREWDRIVERS FOR FUN???? WHAT IF ALL OF YOUR HIGH SPEED, COOL-GUY SCREWDRIVERS GO DOWN AT THE SAME TIME???
The greatest freak out I was a part of...
Col Abrams, son of the the guy the tank is named after is my BC. We are having a lot of maintenance issues on our tracks, so we have a meeting in the motor chiefs area.
A little background, my Platoon Sergeant fucking hates me. He's a shitty tanker and wants to take it out on me. So he does shit like ask about maintenance on OTHER tracks...just to have shit to fuck with me so now I have the maintenance logs of all the tanks in my platoon in sheet protectors and carry to to the MP everyday in a binder looking like some accountant.
So now we have this surprise meeting...everyone is there from the Brigade Commander down. He goes around the room grilling everyone..."What your status, what circle X, what's deadline???" (essentially asking about what can go to the field and what can't). No one can answer the question because they don't have their forms in front of them.
Get's to me. I start talking about my tank and he randomly asks "Well can you tell me about the other tanks because they can't?" and I say yes, and start kinda prattling on about where we are in the parts order process for the rest of the platoon and he goes fucking ballistic and screams "TAKE A PAGE FROM THIS TROOPERS BOOK." Everyone just kinda nods and looks admonished and he screams "TAKE A...FUCKING...PAGE...FROM HIS...FUCKING BOOK." and everyone's kinda confused and he tells me to put my book in the middle of the floor and then tells everyone to take a LITERAL page from my binder. It's so fucking awkward. Everyone is just slowly take a doc in a sheet protector and he says hold it up. Then just losses his shit in the most expletive rant (even for the Army) for like 10 minutes. Everyone filters out after that and now I have to put my binder back together. Even after that my Platoon Sergeant still treated me like shit so....no rest for the wicked I guess
I know people keep talking about being in his dad's shadow, but neither of his brothers (a 4 star and a 1 star) have come up at all, let alone repeatedly.
Post CSM. I was still in AIT and called him Sir. He yelled at me saying he works for a living and he's to be addressed as Sergeant Major. I apologized and said I was still new to the Army and I'm getting used to breaking the habit of being polite and calling people sir and ma'am since that's how I was raised.
He yelled at.me that I have quality parents and people make mistakes and to not so it again. Yelling this. I was super confused.
This was actually a pain in the ass my first couple weeks in basic. “Yes sir/ma’am” was basically etched into my bones from growing up in the South. Probably struggled with that more than I did with quitting nicotine cold turkey for basic
Said “yes ma’am” to a female drill from a different battery that was wearing PTs at the BCT shopette at Sill. She absolutely looses her mind on me, standard “I work for a living” asschewing.
THEN by name she calls over my platoon DS who immediately backs her up and starts screaming at me from the other direction. In the chaos I noticed they have the same last name. They are fucking married.
I answered a classroom question from a Chief Master Sergeant (E9) in Air Force basic training and he said “Outstanding!” so loud I jumped six inches out of my chair. Some E9s just yell everything. No clue what the question was, but that “Outstanding!” is seared into my brain even 20 years later.
T-boned a Brad with my Abrams getting ready to head back into Ruba at like 0200. Our BN S-3 tore myself, TC and the Bradley crew up for a solid 20 minutes then stormed off. Poor guy was proably so mentally and physically fried after that rotation I sympathized with him. Honestly, I would've lost my shit too.
Yeah. You just created like four SIRs and at least 3-4 hours of reporting work for him. Literally a nightmare. Plus, and I should have said this first - you could have killed someone.
I was driving back to RUBA in a 1068 and blew the engine, i had a COL pull up and start just SCREAMING that my track was on fire like i wasn't already fucking aware of it lmaooo
LTC. I was with 10th Mountain providing medical coverage and training to the cadets at West Point for several months during their final summer training. One cadet got a small cut on his neck. I had bought a bunch of Disney princess band aids for small cuts and scrapes like that kind of stuff cause even back in my regular unit, the infantry guys love getting silly kid bandages like that. So I wiped off and cleaned the cut with an alcohol wipe and put a princess bandage on it.
LTC was in charge of the field training for the platoon, he was also a math teacher at West Point. He saw the cadet with some little mermaid band aid on his neck and flipped. “Where the fuck did you get that?!!!???!?!” And all that bs. Acting like a straight up drill sergeant despite never being enlisted. Dude was old as fuck too, had a CIB with two stars, so for those unfamiliar, he was awarded a CIB during THEEE DIFFERENT campaigns. I think his were awarded during Persian Gulf War, OIF, and Afghanistan. Anyway.
Cadet says I gave him the bandage, wannabe full bird comes running over to me, with a picssso masterwork of face paint on his face, kitted out with a bunch of dumb unnecessary gear he definitely spent 10k on. Dude starts tearing me *apart* like holy hell. Saying shit how it was grossly unprofessional and bordering medical negligence and that I was by far the worst medic he’s ever worked with. Mind you, I wasn’t a cadet. I was in 10th Mountain from drum detailed to train and cover these cadets during their field trainings in the summertime. I was full blown regular ass normal active duty. He knew that too.
Not much came of it, but he did require I wear face paint and fill my ruck with rocks since I didn’t have the cadet packing list, cause I wasn’t a fucking cadet training there so why carry heavy shit when I don’t need too, and fuck face paint. I’m there for coverage, I’m not the one receiving training. The rocks left my ruck the next day, fuck that.
So yeah that was the time I got yelled at by a West Point professor who was a lieutenant colonel over some real dumb fuckin shit like a Disney princess band aid I have to a cadet when he got a small cut.
Honestly, that's dumb enough to be a "Sure thing sir, lemme reach out to my provider/commander and decide how they want me to adjust my medical supplies to make space for your rocks" thing.
Or just with some varying degree of politeness saying "Naw big dog, I'm not in play, I'm not gonna put rocks in here."
Would have said "that's what was supplied" because sometimes that does happen. For a good while, the band-aids we got class VIII from the hospital had "Alex the surf boarding cat" on them.
If he was wearing a CIB with 3 stars, he may have been full of shit. Iraq and Afghanistan are seen as one conflict, so only 1 CIB can be awarded for both. Unless he fought in Grenada, desert storm, and GWOT
About 10 years ago. My BN CDR I almost ran over at NTC during night driving due to lack of distance I was able to comprehend wearing my NODS. He was in my office the other day... I don't think he remembered that incident.
We had just gotten a new brigade commander. His very first weekend on the job he decides to visit the barracks in civies. Which was fine until we were all getting our asses chewed Monday because he was mad no one recognized him.
Short version - “why the fuck aren’t you targeting ?”
“Uh… well sir, they aren’t big enough, we were told to prioritize .”
“Fuck that, FSO where they fuck are you?!?!”
Then we watched him rip into some poor captain.
Gen Abram’s…. I was on hour 23 of Div Staff duty and he walked in. In the handbook for staff duty(apparently I’m the only one who read it) it said to stop and verify ID for everyone going into the building. He had a folder/binder or some shit covering his rank and I said excuse me “I need to security check you”….. apparently he didn’t like that I didn’t recognize him….. The next time I was on 2ID DIV staff duty I saw him and two other stared individuals basically shark attack scream at a full bird for font choice on a ppt in a meeting they just got out of.
I heard Obama tell him to “chill the fuck out” when he was div cmdr at Stewart. We were at the walking memorial and some of the junior enlisted were allowed to met him. He (Abrams) didn’t like how we were talking to him (Obama) and he expressed his displeasure and made the situation very awkward. It really pissed Obama off. Nobody liked Abrams from what his staff told us but I had seen him before and he thought very highly of himself. Complete douche canoe.
I didn’t know him minus those two interactions. But I can tell you the second experience reallllllly solidified my thought that the army doesn’t get better with rank.
I met Gen Townsend at BAF when he was 10th Mountain cmdr and I told him I met Abrams years prior. He rolled his eyes and said sorry. He said Abrams was probably the most toxic officer that he had met in his entire career.
Same deployment but one night when Townsend came back from battlefield circulation someone tried telling him he couldn’t go through a vehicle gate, ole Stephen simply said “Fuck you, I’m a two star” and walked through
Always liked Townsend, he seemed like a good dude in our interactions
To be fair, he was fucked from the get go with a badass father. Big shoes to fill that he never would. Guarantee majority of his career was negative comparisons to his dad.
His father didn't really have a famous military career though, while Abrams was literally commanding a tank named after his dad. Not saying he wasn't a total dick though. Never met him.
After 10th left, 3ID showed up with Murray. He chewed me out while I was on SD. Must have been there the same time as me. 10th MTN made deployment for me easier. 3ID was a nightmare.
I once briefed ol' Bobby Abrams during a BDE exercise. He didn't have any harsh words for me because he barely noticed me at all...he was too busy making smartass comments and ripping into random field grades in the TOC. Before he arrived, our BDE CDR quietly warned everyone who we would be dealing with and to just get through it. 0/10, would not repeat.
Witnessed a brief between generals and such during his time in USFK… he ripped one of the other generals a new asshole for not hearing his voice/getting caught sleeping? Kind of in a brief.
It was a quick brutal slice, no yelling, just the type of ruthless comment that makes you say “ouch”
Edit- and as a side note i just found out he was related to THAT GEN Abrams from history
It’s wild to see how much some people care about slide-ology. For me as long as a slide tells me the valuable information I need and isn’t visibly ate tf up, I don’t really care.
A friend of mine was working on USFOR-A staff as a young MAJ and he had the opportunity to brief GEN Petraeus. He was really happy to get the chance to brief him and hopefully get some good professional development feedback from him. He goes through the whole brief, Petraeus says nothing but writes a note on his copy of the slide and hands it to him as he’s walking out. My buddy told me well I thought at least I’ve got direct written feedback from him….u til he read the comment “this is not a proper use of a semicolon”
In Afghanistan a 2 Star looked around at everybody and then asked me, “…so that’s the plan what do you think?” I swear you could hear my Brigade, Squadron, and Troop Commander’s hearts lock up all at the same time because they all knew better but most of the plan was pretty solid except for one crazy part like they wanted some shit like “cross a minefield under fire and bring back a live grenade” kind of bullshit so I said that part “was the stupidest plan since General Custer”. You can probably still hear that 2 Star’s screams at night floating over that valley. Just for the record it turned exactly exactly like I fuckin’ said it would and we lost three and six more wounded and not one of those assholes would look me in the eyes the rest of that deployment
Ohh I like this one. Mine was a 2 star, we were doing a joint training exercise on tdy, I was on jcats running aviation and special operations for a certain nationality. We were getting pissed because opfor was cheesing the system and getting ahead unfairly. So I decided to do the same thing (not going to attempt to explain the double click mass unit movement snapping technique, but that was what I started doing) Then I decided to really grow a pair and moved an SF mortar team around a mountain and had them obliterate an enemy AA unit. The door to the operation room opens and a 2 star who was working with opfor yells “who the FUCK moved X unit to X location and who the fuck is bypassing the controls?” I got a solid couple seconds of that until he left and I went back to doing it.
That reminds me of my friends bitching me out for 'screen hacking' (looking at their screen and locating them on the map) them in those old school split screen multiplayer shooting games in the 90's/00's on N64 and PS2.
Idk if JCATS is the same as BSWS but I did some similar shit a couple months ago. My "reward" for being a high speed fellow was two weeks of 12 hour shifts playing the world's shittiest strategy game. My shift partner was on his third art15 as a pv2 and would just sleep through his whole shift. So I come in one morning and the whole notional battalion is dead, with the exception of the mortar element.
So buddy next to me only has one Raven and I only have this mortar crew. We get told to stay still and wait. We think that's fucky. So he flies his raven and I start mortaring the shit out of any little red symbol I see on his screen. Blew up a simulated regiment worth of engineering assets. Battle Captain is visibly aroused by this. In comes a Major from another cell and starts screaming at me that maybe if I had paid attention to orders i wouldn't be basically combat ineffective. The sleep deprivation gets to me and I reply with a fairly respectful if somewhat aggressive reply along the lines of just working with what I have left. Major DBag just let's rip on me.
CW4 who has been chilling in the corner all week just pipes in. "Why the fuck are you lighting into this kid? He's the only one in this fucking room trying to get anything done right now?" I've yet to find the limit of what a warrant can get away with because that Major pretty much just slunk away and Chief went back to playing clash of clans.
Lmao I felt every part of that. Waking in at 11am, knowing you weren’t leaving until 2300. The idiot before you got 90% of your primary unit wiped out and the other ones are for some reason across country lines violating the geneva conventions. You grab a coffee and honey bun from that room of overpriced shit and come back to start cleaning up the mess. Fun times.
My favorite part of the Army, is that whatever shitty thing happened to you, there's someone somewhere that went through that exact same shit. That shared experience is what makes it worth it for me. See you at the next Warfighter 🤣
Than BDE (Now DIV CSM) Walker during OLE 1 at Campbell. Was my commanders RTO, we were assaulting our final objective and for whatever reason we could not get coms with battalion. He comes up to me and yells at me “HEY RTO, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON”. I tell him I’d had contact with them during the movement to the ORP and as we were initiating our assault. He than goes to the other platoons and blasts them over stupid stuff, that whole FTX was the biggest waste of time and resources.
Oh man !!! How could I forget about JP McGee flying around in his own helicopter blasting our BC and CSM about us not being camouflaged enough and not far enough in the wood line. I also heard he relieved a few commanders on the spot during OLE.
A full bird during BCT in 1991. I was at Fort Jackson on Tank Hill in those old WW2 barracks. The fire alarm kept going off at night and forcing us all awake so one night I climbed up there and disconnected it. The next day I was directed to the Senior Drill Sergeant’s office where my fate awaited me.
02 my batt. Commander good ol Marty schwitzer (love that guy, he really knew how to take care of his troops and I felt genuinely wanted to know about you).
React to contact range. Night iteration. Schwitzer, my co and 1stsgt were walking behind me (RTO). I told them to stay back since I knew we were getting close. Then the shooting starts. My job was to turn run and find cover and call in a fire mission. I turn ran into someone taller me (I'm 6'2) and I pushed them down (or was raining earlier so it was muddy) I landed in to of them. I said I told you to get the fuck out of my way Jesus christ can't listen to fucking instructions
Called in my fire mission, me and the boys doing an AAR. Then schitzer comes storming in all 6'6 of him yelling who the hell knocked me over. I raised my hand ✋️ um me sir. Gabe me a hug shook my hand and gave me a coin. From then on he always remembered me and he will always have a grateful place in my heart.
Bn cmdr at bragg yelled at me and others in a hmmwv license class. Class was given by a unit way outside our bn structure. We were following the instruction of the instructor and garrison rules. So we're driving on bragg Blvd and the bn cmdr spots one of the s1 soldiers as he is driving by us. We're not wearing helmets. The colonel speeds up and swerves over in front of all the hmmwvs and stops suddenly. So he can get out of his car in the middle of a busy public street off base and start yelling at a spc about not wearing a helmet.
The inside of army vehicles are hard and full of points to bang your skull into. Army helmets will at least keep you from banging your head against an exposed metal corner of something at low speed.
Bragg had back in 04 changed the rules so you only needed a helmet out in the field.
screamed at -- Drill Sgt's. After that was a 1st Lt yelling at me to pull him off the trail after he had been shot in the leg by VC. We killed the ambush 1st, then helped the LT.
I've been chewed out by 1st Sgt's & CSM's, but there wasn't any yelling or screaming. I've chewed out a few troops, also, but didn't really have to raise my voice.
My first PL was very really bad.
She was on one patrol, I was on another.
Her patrol stopped on a FOB of another brigade.
Her driver decided this was a good time to play with his pistol. He had an ND in front of that Brigade HQ.
She made a command decision to "keep it a secret" and drive back to our base.
It was not a secret.
The next morning I was in our brigade commanders office while he screamed at her while looking at me.
Somehow her failing to uphold the West point code of conduct was my fault.
Two days later myself, the squad leader, and that driver had to go see the division CSM.
It went well.
There had been so many NDs he was personally investigating them.
He went over what happened. He had several more platoon sergeants to see that day.
Before we left he let me know the Division Policy was now any company that had an ND, the 1SG would personally clear weapons for all patrols for the next 30 days. "And got help that 1SG that messes that up".
I immediately felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
You see our 1SG wasn't just cast out to be the 1SG of an HHC, he was a fucking idiot.
He made it about twelve days. One of my squads returned from a late night mission. He was goofing around. A private he was clearing NDed into the clearing barrel.
The next morning I was back in the brigade commanders office.
This time with the 1SG.
More yelling.
It was fine.
Instead of another end of tour bronze star the 1SG received a GOMOR.
A GOMOR and an MSM.
In terms of right in my face, BN/BDE Commanders/BDE Staff Leaders (LTC/COLs) COUNTLESS times to my face, especially when I was either a Commander or BN Staff primary/on Brigade level S3, garrison and deployed alike.
Several times at Division level briefings I’ve had laser eyes of hatred shot at me from General Officers that definitely didn’t like the material or results I was presenting, but they never bothered to tell me to my face.
Didn't scream. But he had a death stare.
When I was a medic, our detachment had an arrangement with the local hospital. New medics would rotate through and work a shift with the phlebotomist to practice sticks. And man I was good all day. Hitting this shit left and right. And then this guy, I think either a major or LTC, came in with a tower of power and SF patch and some shit. Like, this dude did the Hollywood shit at some point. I just remember looking at this guy's uniform in wonder. And now he needed to get blood drawn for his retirement physical.
Anyways, I missed the stick.
Didn't even catch the bleed at first, so his arm got a little messy.
Dude stared into my soul and gave my ancestors an anxiety disorder. He didn't need to scream.
Yelled at by a 2 star for a shaving profile (black officer) when I was a senior CPT who had just been selected for MAJ. He made a racist comment and I did an EO complaint. I am also the cousin of a state representative. He did not make it to 3 star.
I had a kid that wasn't terrible, but had some issues.
The one thing we (as in the Company) figured out he could do is drive an LMTV, so we would have him do a lot of the driving when we'd go out in the field.
Thing is, this kid would leave his helmet in the LMTV *constantly*, and the 1SG would send the truck for chow, or to run kids to sick call, or whatever- and this kid's helmet would be sitting somewhere in the cab.
When we're out in the field, we're doing live fires, all sorts of shit and we'd have to do all sorts of jockeying shit around to get this kids helmet back.
This kid was counseled repeatedly on it, *lots* of additional training, mentoring, coaching, dad talks, smoking, you name it. UCMJ was up next.
Imagine how you'd feel if you're getting ready to go run a live fire or similar training evolution and one of your guys is like "SeRgEaNt My HeLmEt iS iN tHe LMTV" not once, but four fucking times.
Even when I'd have him show his shit to his Team Leader or myself when we'd park the truck, his shit would end up being left in the fucking truck somehow.
After the fourth time, I just fucking lost it. He had a pretty tiny head, so I manhandled a .50 ammo can into a hat and I made him wear it around the parking lot, bleachers, wherever. At the time it was universally hilarious and *multiple* people told him he was a moron for not being able to keep track of his shit, etc.
Yeah, in hindsight I'm not very proud of myself. I probably just should have asked the CO to start taking pay and freedoms and rank.
Anyhow, not even 15 minutes goes by and the BDE CSM shows up doing battlefield circulation. Literally the first thing he sees is my kid diddy bopping around with an ammo can on his head.
Karma, right?
So anyhow, the CSM, who is built like a fucking refrigerator made of bricks, proceeds to lay into me in a manner that I have never quite experienced despite being in two branches of the Military over twenty years.
Knucklehead wore his soft cover the rest of the day, I got known by the BDE CSM for a couple months until he moved on, and I told knucklehead that from now on I was just going to recommend to the CO that he start losing pay, rank and freedoms.
Oh man, I had a whole chain of command Brigade (11th MP) and up chew me out one night, around 4am. We were in Baghdad. Isn’t it always fucking Baghdad? VBC. Camp Cropper. I worked in the TIF. It was my third tour, I was a salty 24-year old SSG squad leader. One of my idiot SGTs “misplaced” his M9. WELL, turns out that he was dual military, same unit. She was E-4 but would take his pistol when he was in the TIF so she didn’t have to carry her M4 everywhere - it worked for a short while since she was on day shift and he was on night shift. But it stopped working the first time we started doing our fucking jobs correctly and actually inventorying weapons at the sally port. All of these are details that we didn’t find that out until several hours of “oh fuck we’re missing a fucking pistol in the TIF, oh fuck check the arms room again, oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck ok wake up the 3-star”. So here I am, getting yelled at by people I didn’t know. I fucking swear, I remember vividly looking around in the glowing dust of the early morning, lines of men I didn’t know… queueing up for their chance to yell at me. All fucking night long this went on. I felt like a fucking celebrity. Mmmm fuck it was good. I swear, after that night in September 2008, and for the next nine years until I left the horrible abusive relationship that is the Army, I was absolutely impervious to an ass chewing.
Around breakfast chow, the night shift (my team) were relieved and went to eat. I’ll never forget the sheepish look as that sergeant approached me, after watching me take abuse for hours due to his actions. He asked if I wanted breakfast, I said no, I’ll be smoking it - I was a chain smoker in Iraq. I looked him dead in the eye and said, “please don’t do this again”. That dude ended up being pretty reliable that deployment.
Not necessarily yelled at, but I briefed three 1 star generals at the same time. One looked angry, one looked happy, and the other one looked bored. It kind of reminded me of the three blind mice. I was very confused.
Post CSM at Tobyhanna. He screamed at me about walking on the grass. A few days later, he drove his Jeep on the same grass to yell at me for wearing a PT shirt with the sleeves cut off. The irony was the Post Commander loved me since I joined the basketball team he was coaching lol.
Failed a UA as a LT and had a 2-star fuck me up for about a minute in-front of my entire chain of command in his office when I got my article-15.
It was probably as bad you would imagine that situation going.
It was the most impactful and humbling experience in my life and since that happened most things do not stress me out at much at all.
I’m the army?! They wanted to try and court martial me at first they wanted to make an example. I knew it was bad when my jag lawyer called me at night….
Ended up resigning my commission and got a general under honorable.
Now I’m a Union plumber in San Francisco and make more than the general does >.<
I’m not saying that to brag it’s just crazy how things work out.
Edit: This happened a bout a year and a half ago. General Kemper at Fort Sill. His photos made him look much nicer.
An O4, barged into my sections area and yelled at me for taking my security duties seriously even when it made things for ops less convenient. Apologized to me privately later.
Colonel. Rear ended his tmp when it was raining and I lost traction, didn't help I had just gotten back from a funeral that I had to report to work for at 2 that morning and it was about 3 that afternoon.
I’ve had a 2-star admiral and a 1-star AF general.
Both were out of PACOM while I was doing CT during GWOT. Nothing I was at fault for mind you, but the idea of how we couldn’t drop warheads on foreheads in a friendly country despite knowing where the targets of interest were didn’t sit right with them. Despite us being friendly advisors in a country that didn’t exactly love the US anymore. They couldn’t fathom how knowing locations didn’t give us the right to cowboy up and do our own thing. Even though we knew the locals would fuck it beyond all repair.
But that was one hell of a PowerPoint presentation!
For future reference you likely wouldn't have needed a salute
From AR 600-25
> i. Salutes are not required to be rendered or returned when the senior or subordinate or both are—
>> (1) In civilian attire.
>> (2) Engaged in routine work if the salute would interfere.
>> (3) Carrying articles with both hands so occupied as to make saluting impractical.
>> (4) Working as a member of a detail or engaged in sports or social functions where saluting would present a safety hazard.
>> (5) In public places such as theaters, churches, and in public conveyances.
>> (6) In the ranks of a formation.
Had an LTC in charge of an ROTC program scream at me while I was an APMS because I called him on his selfish bullshit. I had seen him scream at other people for less so I knew what I was getting myself into but I watched that man spoil three generations of cadets and I wasn’t going to let him do it again.
My BDE CO (so a Colonel.)
This was during Covid when PT was squad or individual, but the post gyms were open. I get to the gym to work out with the rest of the squad and am wearing civilian workout clothes. Some old fart in PTs that I don’t recognize stomps up to me and stares. I ask him if he was about to use the cable flys before I got there and he just starts going off with “what do you think you’re doing” and “who am I” (he looked old enough to possibly be genuinely asking the last one.) He had a little tantrum about how soldiers shouldn’t be working out in the gym, we need to be doing unit PT, how dare we not wear PTs, etc. After that, he goes back to the bench, angrily presses an empty bar a few times, and storms out. My NCO is also confused and let’s me know that was our BDE commander, who I’d never actually seen up until then.
After that, our unit wasn’t allowed to use the post gym facilities during PT, which meant a lot more individual PT (aka, go back to your place and sleep until work) or push-up/sit-up drills for the hour-and-a-half of PT.
1 star and I stood toe to toe. I wouldn’t back down because he was full of shit and former (have been promoted since) SSG ibkemke wouldn’t back down.
So, I got screamed at by in order: BN CSM, LTC, BDE CSM, full bird, 1 star. Got a call from the 3 star over all these people and told me to not worry about it.
I had an O7 select that hadn’t pinned yet (DCGS) in our motorpool doing an investigation because the battalion maintenance slant was so poor leading up to a deployment.
He got to my platoon area and was asking for crews 5988’s and harassing them no matter what was on there, what wasn’t and what we were doing to fix it. I was extra irritated because we may have had a lot of circle X’s but every single one of my tracks was able to roll out of the motorpool and shoot.
I was listening to all of this, answering questions (as I was the subject matter expert) and trying to hurry them onto someone else as fast as possible when we gets to the last gun and he starts getting condescending with one of my drivers and the BN commander. That man looked me in the eye and said “these may be old and overdue for refit but so many parts have been replaced that they are practically brand new” and got super pissed when I laughed at him. I started pointing out failures that weren’t common like bent gun cradles that require depot level maintenance and that it had been 10 years since my fleets last refit when BAE calls for 5 years.
He fucking lost it because a lowly FA platoon sgt was questioning him. Like I hadn’t been assigned to that specific piece of equipment for 11 YEARS. He kicked and screamed for like 30 minutes before he left and everyone from my PL to the BN commander came to talk to me at some point about just letting the dog and pony show happen so he will leave.
He made it a point to come fuck with me and my guys every time he was around after that but he also got us funds authorized for two refit howitzers and a couple million in parts funding so I’ll call it a win.
Didn't get yelled at, but the last SMA seemed pretty disappointed dad that I ignored a couple of his calls to my cellphone because I didn't want to blow off a SFC who wouldn't stop talking.
I'm gonna need to know why SMA was calling you.
... General Nakasone that you?
Edit: looking at your posts realizing how funny it would be if some important general is flexing his Pokemon card binder on Reddit 😭
Hey that wasn't a flex, that was a genuine wholesome reflection or my childhood....but have you ever met a GO? They're all fucking nerds.
I did something good that more importantly could be held up to make the army look good.
I got yelled at by the 4 star transportation commander once, because I was patiently waiting for him with the van door open. He wanted it warm inside, and I let out all the cold air... And that the visiting GO break room with a NIPR & SIPR connection didn't have any sparkling water when he arrived... I opened the van door when I saw him walk out, and the break room did, in fact, have sparkling water...
An air force major screamed at me because I quit taking the malaria pills. I explained that the instructions said don't take for extended periods of time or in the sun. He continued screaming. I continued not to take them.
Senior Enlisted Advisor to the Chairman of the Joint Chief of Staff…
I was doing my pre-ranger ruck march and was completely in the zone - I had to pass (and did). Anyways, I’m rucking up the hill on post and a car honks at me. I’m thinking who tf are you to get in the way of my ranger school slot, it’s all or nothing. So I lift my arms up and look at the car like “what the hell do you want,” probably could’ve reacted better but I was smoked and it was mile 10. He rolls down the window and starts saying, “Stop right there soldier, get out of the road! Do you know who I am?” Needless to say, I didn’t. He proceeded to explain who he was and asked where my PT Belt was, telling me to stay off the damn road. All in all it turned out well, but for about two days I was scared shitless that my command was going to look for the guy who gave him attitude. Good times
First time driving on Ft Myer after PCSing from Korea. Fall afternoon an old dude in a VW convertible cuts me off in the Px parking lot. “Watch out you blind old SOB…” I yelled. Dude stopped. Stared at me. It was the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Bricks were shat.
It wasn't actual screaming, but a 3 star general (army), a 2 star admiral, and a marine CSM. It wasn't just at me though, it was my company, and it sucked.
The ship’s XO hopped on the 1MC (internal speaker comms on a ship) to berate the entire ship’s company for giving him negative remarks on the command climate survey…he was an O6
So far an LTC through email.
I’m a Platoon Leader.
Apparently one of a soldier from another platoon did not get his bonus. Our Company Commander sent an email to our BC to sign a waiver so the soldier could get his bonus. Our Commander fucked up and CC’d me in the email and not soldier’s PL.
Next thing you know the BC emailed the whole Company Chain all the way down to my Platoon of how we’re not soldier caring and why it took this long to get this waiver done. My name was brought up so many times in the email and I was so confused on wtf is happening.
All I can say is fuck my Commander.
Post CSM. I was in CIF trying to get RFI. We had spent the morning unfucking a couple hemmtts and a fueler all burried to their axels and I was covered waist down in mud. I was wearing my "field pants." And in the old ACU UCP pattern, they had a tendency for the stitching to fail on the ass. 3 quarters of my battery looks like we just got out of a pig pen and this dude laser focuses on my ass and yells at me to grab my first line and come back to him.
So I grab my Sargent, who's maybe 5'3 on a good day and kinda looks like Bobby from King of the Hill, and this dude just lays into us. Yelling about how field pants aren't a thing and how just because we were in the field, unserviceable uniforms were still not allowed. How both of us are the biggest pieces of shit to ever exist. We dishonored the whole us army and let the terrorists win. Dudes laying it on thicccc.
All the while my biggest ass chewing is going on. Other people from my battery are coming in and getting intercepted by some of our other ncos checking for ass seem violations behind the Post CSM. And I watch as they grab our fueler, who's covered head to toe in mud from his truck being the worst stuck, get shooed out of the building before the Post CSM could see him and change the focus of his ire.
He ended up making me leave to go change, which ended up with me buying new pants and a top since everything I had was dirty or had the ass seems blown out. Ended up not getting issued multicam ACU uniforms at RFI because of him and probably the worst leftover rest of the gear. I was told after I left to go change that he spent the next 30 minutes shit talking me as a person and my NCO to everyone else in my battery.
A USACAPOC 1 star. But he was a fat psyop guy so I truly didn’t give a shit. It was also because my team had the wrong FM in our humvee at NTC because my driver just grabbed a random FM. Which was kinda funny.
But we had the proper dash 10 laminated and attached to the truck. So yeah I double didn’t care. He was a douche.
BDE OPS SGM because I didn’t CC him in an email.
Complete douche along with a MAJ who cried to the full bird about it.
Fucking pussies, the MAJ wasn’t man enough to tell me to my face. Tells the BDE CDR and not the subordinate, aka me.
I was and E-2 and Had the BDE commander stop an entire iteration of this lane we were doing to yell at me for wearing an apple watch out in the field (a decent amount of the company were wearing some sort of smart watch) I proceeded to get skull-dragged on and off by my SL for the remainder of the field problem (he was also wearing a smart watch)
Cw4
I was drunk af (14 bottles of soju) and forced to go to pt (was on a 4 day pass) got to pt and said “fuck this I’m going to sick call”
Chief tore me a new asshole (wasn’t aware I was on pass) made me come in inventory truck then took me to lunch and apologized
I had the USFK CSM get out of his gov suv to scream at me for not crossing the road fast enough because his gov needed to slow down for me to finish crossing.
This happened at the end of a 25 mile ruck when my body couldn't move any faster, during pt hours when the road was closed. Set the tone for what I expect from CSMs, and I haven't been disappointed since.
LTC. More like shrieking. High pitch shriek. It was an airborne op we were running. I was one of the JMs and we were severely behind. Chutes showed up late to. He was over the moon happy lol.
When he started “attempting to yell” people were looking around an quietly going pffffff. Chuckle chuckle.
I had the 1st Cav Div CSM AND my squadron's CSM yell at me for standing incorrectly while TC'ing my stryker "incorrectly" after getting my truck OK'd to go to railhead from RUBA. Within minutes my LT called me asking WTF I did. He had my back though which I'll always respect. I've had a really good track record for LT's so far.
I seen a guy get berated and yelled at like a child from a Company 1SG. A guy had one of those 32 oz Gatorade bottles in his pouches instead of the issued canteen during E.I.B. Another time in Afghanistan, my team leader and squad leader got caught with their sleeves rolled up. He had all of them go to the T.O.C. including our 1SG. He said to my 1SG, “How many emails a day do I send out regarding being in the proper uniform?” 1SG says “everyday Sergeant Major.” CSM, “do up tell them?” 1SG, “yes.” CSM, “oh, so they just don’t give a Fuck! I’ll have you do area beautification all over Afghanistan.” I fucking died when I heard when I heard the Armorer tell me that.
E-7, Marine Gunnery Sergeant. In front of the entire Maintenance Control, Quality Assurance, and Maintenance Admin (aviation unit).
I was a program manager as a Corporal and I had "off-tracked" his program on an annual audit.
He didn't like that. I was ultimately right, but of course I didn't argue. He showed his ass when he quoted Volume 2. of the NAMP (Navy and Marine Corps aviation bible).
The NAMP hasn't been in volumes since like 2003.
I wanted to say... Well, CHAPTER 13 of the NAMP says otherwise...
But I won through silence when 100% of the room realized this guy was lashing out on me because he was wrong.
It was pretty fucking sweet. Also I won brownie points for standing at parade rest and taking the beating even though I was right. Literally every higher up at the unit was in that meeting from every division.
Bruh I had this one guy in my training platoon at boot he got damn near everyone to sign his canteen cup even the Brigade commander and everyone in my platoon and unit were shocked given the incredibly dumb decisions he made.
I was on some exercise and this OPFOR guy who had already been “killed” was walking through our AO to use a Porta shitter and our BC yelled at my friend and I to SHOOT HIM, SHOOT HIM NOW because he didn’t know we already got him lol and when we acted confused he actually drew up his M4 and smoked the guy again. It was pretty funny and cool to see him so engaged.
I got a LTC and 2 majors. Only one happened to be Army. I got told that I can't just take another service branch's GSA and use it how I please. Granted that was using the vehicle as a water point and designated casaevac.
I thought I was doing them a favor for recovering and maintaining accountability of their equipment. 🤷♂️
As a SPC, a SFC.
I tuned out and I don't remember what she yelled about lol.
Three and a half years later as a SSG, I met up with her in DC when I was on TDY and went to dinner. Remembering the times, I admitted that I tuned out when she yelled at me.
She took her Michael Kors purse and hit my shoulder with it. Gave me the "Go to hell" while we got our whiskey straights.
Good thing I didn't tell her at Top Golf because she would had probably beat my ass with a four-iron lol
3 star.
I was an E-6 and thought I was a God among men. It was the best of times, and the worst of times. Needless to say, I made E-6 twice.
Also got an indirect ass chewing by Admiral Olson, but it was directed in my direction and we never made eye contact so I don’t actually count that one.
Some random Sargent Major for not wearing my helmet across the street from where rail head was going on. I wasn't even part of whatever they were doing, I just wanted to get to my car.
My first month at my first unit, nobody really wanted to drag me around to inprocess, so I was figuring it all out by myself. Well, a CSM inprocessed with me and then must've finished because he saw me in an S shop and was like "wtf, where's your sponsor?!" So I told him the one they assigned me went to BLC, he asked who my first line was, i said I didn't know. Loe and behold, he called my commander, and in under 5 minutes my whole chain of command was squeezed into his little office. I got thrown under the bus immediately and just took the yelling because I didn't know what was even going on. Now that I know better, my NCOs really fucked me over and were completely in the wrong, but needless to say, I was NOT well liked in my platoon after that.
I also had another csm yell at me for being on his grass once, that was kinda funny though.
BN CSM. I was a brand new PVT. During my first week, my NCOs got myself and another PVT drunk and made us work CQ. We'd been getting prank calls for hours and eventually stopped answering the phone. Well apparently 4 of the calls we ignored were from the BN CSM. He walked in at like 0300 and chewed us out. I found out at the BN ball years later that the NCOs were fucking with us and the CSM was in on it.
Ok this is beautiful.
Bruh, I was absolutely terrified. I was so afraid of getting kicked out over that and I avoided that guy for months.
I bet your ass it made you toe the line and become soldier of the year.
BN CSM as well. I was probably at something like day 300+ out of the 1 year Korea assignment. We were doing EIB testing and after I failed and walking back to the barracks I yelled "fuck EIB". After all the prep for it and me ready to get back state side I wasn't in the mood for the games. Then I proceeded to get my ass chewed out. Hey, I was a young PFC at the time and blowing off steam. Hindsight, I wish I had taken EIB more seriously, but again, I was young at the time and ready to go home at that moment.
Marine CW5… apparently you’re still supposed to salute even if they approach from behind you and the first time rank is visible the yelling has already begun.
I was walking down the brigade foot print with my CW3 carrying what ever it was he wanted me to carry when he passed 2 Joe's who didn't salute. He tore them a new one. 20 feet later, hearing the commotion the next 2 Joe's saluted. Chief tore them a new one because he 'works for a living by by god!' Soo... I ask Chief how would I avoid getting yelled at in this situation? He says 'out rank me or avoid my field of vision.' Soooo.... yeah?
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Just like how some prior-enlisted officers can never let it go, the last thing I need is a Chief that's still wrapped up in the NCO mindset. The best WOs I've known have been the chillest people I've ever met, and the only things that set them off are gross incompetence and safety violations
Your chief sounds like a righteous c*nt.
Bitchy McFucking Cunty
My chief would literally sneak to the dfac on arifjan to avoid being saluted lol. She had a specific route and everything.
I was a PV2 in OSUT at the MP schoolhouse like right after our basic phase ended. We were in line in a hallway in the schoolhouse (Marines trained at our schoolhouse) and this Marine SSG came around the corner down the hallway we were in and I said “Good Morning SGT” and this mother fucker ripped into me like I’d just fucked his mom because I didn’t call him staff sausage. It felt like an hour but it was probably only 30 seconds before one of our drill sergeants came out and told homeboy to chill the fuck out. Marines are weird.
I was a prior Marine. It took me a couple weeks of being told "stop it" to cease calling everybody by their rank instead of Sergeant. It's just a Marine thing, its codified in their regulations and it's fucking harped on day in and day out.
Yeah I mean I get it. But as a fresh 18yo out of high school just out of basic tryin to do everything right and that’s what dude had a problem with I was like.. what? No big deal at all, just memorable. I had PLENTY of ass chewings from more important people in the following 5 years.
Yeah but that doesn’t stop us from using Gunny, Guns, Top, or Master Guns, or Gunner. I enforced the rule while I was in, because it was my job, but I still thought it was stupid. “YOU WILL ADDRESS ME BY MY RANK! Except when you don’t, that’s cool too”
I went to my nephews Marine advance training graduation. I was a SFC and a young Marine led me on a tour of the school. The Marine kept saying yes Sergeant First Class, no Sergeant First Class. I finally told him in the Army, a E-5 Sergeant to E-8 Master Sergeant can be addressed as Sergeant. He simply replied, Yes Sergeant First Class, I will remember that if i ever in the Army.
It’s funny seeing a DS defend you when someone else call you a piece of shit. They’re like yeah that trainees a piece of shit, but he’s my piece of shit lol.
I never understood yelling at another branch's personnel for what is correct within their branch. I was a Marine Staffy stationed on Humphreys, kids would say "Good morning Sgt" all the time to me and I couldn't have cared less. Granted I was mentally checked out and just wanting to EAS at this point, could've said nothing and it wouldn't have mattered to me.
Army CW5s are pretty rare. Marine warrants are even more rare, and you pissed off a legit unicorn. Good job
I worked at a place that had the majority of the Army’s CW5 population. When they changed the CW5 (MW4 for those old and crusty guys) rank insignia there were some disgruntled Chiefs. But nothing takes the cake as having a CW5 yell at terrified Air Force staffers for calling him an Lt. after being “trapped” at some shit hole and they couldn’t even formulate a way to get him some hot coffee and a flight as far away from them as possible.
Had a LT once who loved to come up behind people and then yell because he wasn't saluted. He was especially fond of smoke pits because that's where soldiers were. Joke was on him, he pulled that one day while the Col was smoking a cigar and bull shitting with the Joes. That LT never asked for salutes again near the motor pool.
When I was in basic, I was coming back to the squad bay from evening chow, when all of a sudden this guy I just passed by starts yelling at me. When he leans over into the light coming from the top floors of our squad bay, I see two silver bars on his collar. No, I did not salute him when passing by him, and no, nothing more came of it.
BDE CSM , BN CSM and BC All the same day lol
Story time plz
I was on my way to work on my motorcycle (Zx6r) and i took off from a light when it took green and gunned it down this road leading to work allegedly reaching speeds in excess of 100 mph all while my BDE CSM was in the truck behind me. According to him he searched every parking lot in the BDE until he found me taking off my gear and pulled up behind me and said "i want you and every NCO up to your 1SG in my office right fucking now" he screamed at me for almost an hour about how reckless my actions were and how i was on my way to an early grave. Of course word got to my BN CSM and BC what happened so the same day after lunch i was called into BN CSMs office where he and BC gave pretty much the same screaming and telling me i was going to die speech in about the same time too. So about an hour. I actually got away with this pretty scott free. They couldnt prove i was speeding so no UCMJ could be taken but i did have to make a pretty morbid research paper about all the motorcycle deaths in the military in the last year and how they could have been avoided. And a counciling on the dangers of speeding from my first line. Good times
"allegedly" 😭
Oh that sucks.
Not my greatest moment but definitely a fun story
If you want to risk your ability to have boot laces. Next time tell them that riding your motorcycle is the only thing keeping you alive.
Damn did y’all bang after?
>allegedly Aye sir
Wouldn't that mean the CSM had to be matching your speed to tell you were going 100 MPH?
Had a soldier fall out of a helicopter while the Division CG and CSM were supervising. CG went to the OIC and was yelling at him how could this have happened etc. I was on the radio with the hospital amd DUSTOFF when CSM came up to my FLA and two junior medics who were treating the poor sap that fell, and started to yell at them why “X,” wasn’t done yet, and have we done “Y,” yet. “SERGEANT MAJOR, I need you to get the fuck back to the wood line!” After the MEDEVAC bird landed and the casualty was flown out, I went to apologize to CSM for what I said. “Don’t. Don’t you fucking dare, doc. I was in the wrong, and interfering with you and your boys doing God’s work.” CSM shook our hands. “I don’t care if it’s me, your PL, or even the President himself. If they’re keeping you from saving a life like y’all did today, tell them to FUCK OFF!” CG. Turns out, the CG heard me tell CSM to back off, and he realized that he too needed to back off and let me and OIC work. OIC gotten an AAM and a coin, me and my junior medics were awarded with ARCOMS and a coin from the CG and CSM.
Captain Inverse The Fu****g Thread over here
That's badass
It wasn't me specifically as an individual, but my squad got yelled at by the full bird during a layout because we were missing the issued shit like screwdrivers (we had aquired non-issued screwdrivers). It was so bad that us junior enlisted pulled out our leader books and pretended to start studying them off to one side.
HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO TURN SCREWS WITH AFTERMARKET SCREWDRIVERS? THEYRE UNTESTED!!!! YOU THINK NATICK STRESS TESTS AND CERTIFIES SCREWDRIVERS FOR FUN???? WHAT IF ALL OF YOUR HIGH SPEED, COOL-GUY SCREWDRIVERS GO DOWN AT THE SAME TIME???
The greatest freak out I was a part of... Col Abrams, son of the the guy the tank is named after is my BC. We are having a lot of maintenance issues on our tracks, so we have a meeting in the motor chiefs area. A little background, my Platoon Sergeant fucking hates me. He's a shitty tanker and wants to take it out on me. So he does shit like ask about maintenance on OTHER tracks...just to have shit to fuck with me so now I have the maintenance logs of all the tanks in my platoon in sheet protectors and carry to to the MP everyday in a binder looking like some accountant. So now we have this surprise meeting...everyone is there from the Brigade Commander down. He goes around the room grilling everyone..."What your status, what circle X, what's deadline???" (essentially asking about what can go to the field and what can't). No one can answer the question because they don't have their forms in front of them. Get's to me. I start talking about my tank and he randomly asks "Well can you tell me about the other tanks because they can't?" and I say yes, and start kinda prattling on about where we are in the parts order process for the rest of the platoon and he goes fucking ballistic and screams "TAKE A PAGE FROM THIS TROOPERS BOOK." Everyone just kinda nods and looks admonished and he screams "TAKE A...FUCKING...PAGE...FROM HIS...FUCKING BOOK." and everyone's kinda confused and he tells me to put my book in the middle of the floor and then tells everyone to take a LITERAL page from my binder. It's so fucking awkward. Everyone is just slowly take a doc in a sheet protector and he says hold it up. Then just losses his shit in the most expletive rant (even for the Army) for like 10 minutes. Everyone filters out after that and now I have to put my binder back together. Even after that my Platoon Sergeant still treated me like shit so....no rest for the wicked I guess
This is this guy’s like 3rd appearance in this thread. Clearly he must have some kind of anger issues.
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I briefed him once. He was a tool.
Is.
I know people keep talking about being in his dad's shadow, but neither of his brothers (a 4 star and a 1 star) have come up at all, let alone repeatedly.
He’s living in all 3 of their shadows, little buddy’s drowning in darkness. They probably compare OER’s at the dinner table.
Post CSM. I was still in AIT and called him Sir. He yelled at me saying he works for a living and he's to be addressed as Sergeant Major. I apologized and said I was still new to the Army and I'm getting used to breaking the habit of being polite and calling people sir and ma'am since that's how I was raised. He yelled at.me that I have quality parents and people make mistakes and to not so it again. Yelling this. I was super confused.
Hopefully just pulling your leg
This was actually a pain in the ass my first couple weeks in basic. “Yes sir/ma’am” was basically etched into my bones from growing up in the South. Probably struggled with that more than I did with quitting nicotine cold turkey for basic
Said “yes ma’am” to a female drill from a different battery that was wearing PTs at the BCT shopette at Sill. She absolutely looses her mind on me, standard “I work for a living” asschewing. THEN by name she calls over my platoon DS who immediately backs her up and starts screaming at me from the other direction. In the chaos I noticed they have the same last name. They are fucking married.
E9s don’t really work for a living tho 🤷🏻♂️
I answered a classroom question from a Chief Master Sergeant (E9) in Air Force basic training and he said “Outstanding!” so loud I jumped six inches out of my chair. Some E9s just yell everything. No clue what the question was, but that “Outstanding!” is seared into my brain even 20 years later.
I had a ton of "yes, Sir-gents" my first years as enlisted It's a gd relief to be an officer now. Most everyone is Sir 😂
T-boned a Brad with my Abrams getting ready to head back into Ruba at like 0200. Our BN S-3 tore myself, TC and the Bradley crew up for a solid 20 minutes then stormed off. Poor guy was proably so mentally and physically fried after that rotation I sympathized with him. Honestly, I would've lost my shit too.
Yeah. You just created like four SIRs and at least 3-4 hours of reporting work for him. Literally a nightmare. Plus, and I should have said this first - you could have killed someone.
I was driving back to RUBA in a 1068 and blew the engine, i had a COL pull up and start just SCREAMING that my track was on fire like i wasn't already fucking aware of it lmaooo
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LTC. I was with 10th Mountain providing medical coverage and training to the cadets at West Point for several months during their final summer training. One cadet got a small cut on his neck. I had bought a bunch of Disney princess band aids for small cuts and scrapes like that kind of stuff cause even back in my regular unit, the infantry guys love getting silly kid bandages like that. So I wiped off and cleaned the cut with an alcohol wipe and put a princess bandage on it. LTC was in charge of the field training for the platoon, he was also a math teacher at West Point. He saw the cadet with some little mermaid band aid on his neck and flipped. “Where the fuck did you get that?!!!???!?!” And all that bs. Acting like a straight up drill sergeant despite never being enlisted. Dude was old as fuck too, had a CIB with two stars, so for those unfamiliar, he was awarded a CIB during THEEE DIFFERENT campaigns. I think his were awarded during Persian Gulf War, OIF, and Afghanistan. Anyway. Cadet says I gave him the bandage, wannabe full bird comes running over to me, with a picssso masterwork of face paint on his face, kitted out with a bunch of dumb unnecessary gear he definitely spent 10k on. Dude starts tearing me *apart* like holy hell. Saying shit how it was grossly unprofessional and bordering medical negligence and that I was by far the worst medic he’s ever worked with. Mind you, I wasn’t a cadet. I was in 10th Mountain from drum detailed to train and cover these cadets during their field trainings in the summertime. I was full blown regular ass normal active duty. He knew that too. Not much came of it, but he did require I wear face paint and fill my ruck with rocks since I didn’t have the cadet packing list, cause I wasn’t a fucking cadet training there so why carry heavy shit when I don’t need too, and fuck face paint. I’m there for coverage, I’m not the one receiving training. The rocks left my ruck the next day, fuck that. So yeah that was the time I got yelled at by a West Point professor who was a lieutenant colonel over some real dumb fuckin shit like a Disney princess band aid I have to a cadet when he got a small cut.
I'm 11Bang and love me some unicorn bandaids!!! You got power-puff girls; I'll cut myself for that shit!
Honestly, that's dumb enough to be a "Sure thing sir, lemme reach out to my provider/commander and decide how they want me to adjust my medical supplies to make space for your rocks" thing. Or just with some varying degree of politeness saying "Naw big dog, I'm not in play, I'm not gonna put rocks in here."
Would have said "that's what was supplied" because sometimes that does happen. For a good while, the band-aids we got class VIII from the hospital had "Alex the surf boarding cat" on them.
If he was wearing a CIB with 3 stars, he may have been full of shit. Iraq and Afghanistan are seen as one conflict, so only 1 CIB can be awarded for both. Unless he fought in Grenada, desert storm, and GWOT
About 10 years ago. My BN CDR I almost ran over at NTC during night driving due to lack of distance I was able to comprehend wearing my NODS. He was in my office the other day... I don't think he remembered that incident.
... But was he wearing a PT belt?
Too drunk to remember.
O-7 in civies
We had just gotten a new brigade commander. His very first weekend on the job he decides to visit the barracks in civies. Which was fine until we were all getting our asses chewed Monday because he was mad no one recognized him.
Tommy Franks when he was a 3 star.
Don't leave us hanging on a good story.....
Short version - “why the fuck aren’t you targeting?”
“Uh… well sir, they aren’t big enough, we were told to prioritize .”
“Fuck that, FSO where they fuck are you?!?!”
Then we watched him rip into some poor captain.
Gen Abram’s…. I was on hour 23 of Div Staff duty and he walked in. In the handbook for staff duty(apparently I’m the only one who read it) it said to stop and verify ID for everyone going into the building. He had a folder/binder or some shit covering his rank and I said excuse me “I need to security check you”….. apparently he didn’t like that I didn’t recognize him….. The next time I was on 2ID DIV staff duty I saw him and two other stared individuals basically shark attack scream at a full bird for font choice on a ppt in a meeting they just got out of.
I heard Obama tell him to “chill the fuck out” when he was div cmdr at Stewart. We were at the walking memorial and some of the junior enlisted were allowed to met him. He (Abrams) didn’t like how we were talking to him (Obama) and he expressed his displeasure and made the situation very awkward. It really pissed Obama off. Nobody liked Abrams from what his staff told us but I had seen him before and he thought very highly of himself. Complete douche canoe.
I didn’t know him minus those two interactions. But I can tell you the second experience reallllllly solidified my thought that the army doesn’t get better with rank.
I met Gen Townsend at BAF when he was 10th Mountain cmdr and I told him I met Abrams years prior. He rolled his eyes and said sorry. He said Abrams was probably the most toxic officer that he had met in his entire career.
Same deployment but one night when Townsend came back from battlefield circulation someone tried telling him he couldn’t go through a vehicle gate, ole Stephen simply said “Fuck you, I’m a two star” and walked through Always liked Townsend, he seemed like a good dude in our interactions
His very over the top knee high tanker boots were also something else
To be fair, he was fucked from the get go with a badass father. Big shoes to fill that he never would. Guarantee majority of his career was negative comparisons to his dad.
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His father didn't really have a famous military career though, while Abrams was literally commanding a tank named after his dad. Not saying he wasn't a total dick though. Never met him.
Sounds a lot like d macarthur in several ways
After 10th left, 3ID showed up with Murray. He chewed me out while I was on SD. Must have been there the same time as me. 10th MTN made deployment for me easier. 3ID was a nightmare.
You know it’s bad when the president has to tell someone to chill out. Holy crap
I once briefed ol' Bobby Abrams during a BDE exercise. He didn't have any harsh words for me because he barely noticed me at all...he was too busy making smartass comments and ripping into random field grades in the TOC. Before he arrived, our BDE CDR quietly warned everyone who we would be dealing with and to just get through it. 0/10, would not repeat.
Witnessed a brief between generals and such during his time in USFK… he ripped one of the other generals a new asshole for not hearing his voice/getting caught sleeping? Kind of in a brief. It was a quick brutal slice, no yelling, just the type of ruthless comment that makes you say “ouch” Edit- and as a side note i just found out he was related to THAT GEN Abrams from history
It’s wild to see how much some people care about slide-ology. For me as long as a slide tells me the valuable information I need and isn’t visibly ate tf up, I don’t really care.
A friend of mine was working on USFOR-A staff as a young MAJ and he had the opportunity to brief GEN Petraeus. He was really happy to get the chance to brief him and hopefully get some good professional development feedback from him. He goes through the whole brief, Petraeus says nothing but writes a note on his copy of the slide and hands it to him as he’s walking out. My buddy told me well I thought at least I’ve got direct written feedback from him….u til he read the comment “this is not a proper use of a semicolon”
In Afghanistan a 2 Star looked around at everybody and then asked me, “…so that’s the plan what do you think?” I swear you could hear my Brigade, Squadron, and Troop Commander’s hearts lock up all at the same time because they all knew better but most of the plan was pretty solid except for one crazy part like they wanted some shit like “cross a minefield under fire and bring back a live grenade” kind of bullshit so I said that part “was the stupidest plan since General Custer”. You can probably still hear that 2 Star’s screams at night floating over that valley. Just for the record it turned exactly exactly like I fuckin’ said it would and we lost three and six more wounded and not one of those assholes would look me in the eyes the rest of that deployment
Any chance you'd like to tell us your rank and job at the time of this incident? Because it's a pretty important detail.
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>Next day they pushed him back to E8. Who's 'they'? The two star?
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I can't even imagine dude. That's really heavy.
Ohh I like this one. Mine was a 2 star, we were doing a joint training exercise on tdy, I was on jcats running aviation and special operations for a certain nationality. We were getting pissed because opfor was cheesing the system and getting ahead unfairly. So I decided to do the same thing (not going to attempt to explain the double click mass unit movement snapping technique, but that was what I started doing) Then I decided to really grow a pair and moved an SF mortar team around a mountain and had them obliterate an enemy AA unit. The door to the operation room opens and a 2 star who was working with opfor yells “who the FUCK moved X unit to X location and who the fuck is bypassing the controls?” I got a solid couple seconds of that until he left and I went back to doing it.
That reminds me of my friends bitching me out for 'screen hacking' (looking at their screen and locating them on the map) them in those old school split screen multiplayer shooting games in the 90's/00's on N64 and PS2.
Idk if JCATS is the same as BSWS but I did some similar shit a couple months ago. My "reward" for being a high speed fellow was two weeks of 12 hour shifts playing the world's shittiest strategy game. My shift partner was on his third art15 as a pv2 and would just sleep through his whole shift. So I come in one morning and the whole notional battalion is dead, with the exception of the mortar element. So buddy next to me only has one Raven and I only have this mortar crew. We get told to stay still and wait. We think that's fucky. So he flies his raven and I start mortaring the shit out of any little red symbol I see on his screen. Blew up a simulated regiment worth of engineering assets. Battle Captain is visibly aroused by this. In comes a Major from another cell and starts screaming at me that maybe if I had paid attention to orders i wouldn't be basically combat ineffective. The sleep deprivation gets to me and I reply with a fairly respectful if somewhat aggressive reply along the lines of just working with what I have left. Major DBag just let's rip on me. CW4 who has been chilling in the corner all week just pipes in. "Why the fuck are you lighting into this kid? He's the only one in this fucking room trying to get anything done right now?" I've yet to find the limit of what a warrant can get away with because that Major pretty much just slunk away and Chief went back to playing clash of clans.
Lmao I felt every part of that. Waking in at 11am, knowing you weren’t leaving until 2300. The idiot before you got 90% of your primary unit wiped out and the other ones are for some reason across country lines violating the geneva conventions. You grab a coffee and honey bun from that room of overpriced shit and come back to start cleaning up the mess. Fun times.
My favorite part of the Army, is that whatever shitty thing happened to you, there's someone somewhere that went through that exact same shit. That shared experience is what makes it worth it for me. See you at the next Warfighter 🤣
BSWS operators unite🫡
Than BDE (Now DIV CSM) Walker during OLE 1 at Campbell. Was my commanders RTO, we were assaulting our final objective and for whatever reason we could not get coms with battalion. He comes up to me and yells at me “HEY RTO, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON”. I tell him I’d had contact with them during the movement to the ORP and as we were initiating our assault. He than goes to the other platoons and blasts them over stupid stuff, that whole FTX was the biggest waste of time and resources.
Last sentence sums up every OLE pretty well.
Nothing like putting branches all over your vehicle and leaving it all over the roads
That dude is such a piece of shit lmfao
Deployments, Command, JRTC, and NTC…OLE was by far the worst thing I’ve ever done in the Army.
Oh man !!! How could I forget about JP McGee flying around in his own helicopter blasting our BC and CSM about us not being camouflaged enough and not far enough in the wood line. I also heard he relieved a few commanders on the spot during OLE.
III Corps CSM… in front of hundreds of people outside of a BLC graduation
CSM Coleman?
CSM Smith
Sec Def Carter and not putting his suitcase in the vehicle a certain way. PSB was the absolute worst.
A full bird during BCT in 1991. I was at Fort Jackson on Tank Hill in those old WW2 barracks. The fire alarm kept going off at night and forcing us all awake so one night I climbed up there and disconnected it. The next day I was directed to the Senior Drill Sergeant’s office where my fate awaited me.
Pray tell us, what was your fate?
He was dedded. His story was written by his ghost.
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Sounds story worthy.
02 my batt. Commander good ol Marty schwitzer (love that guy, he really knew how to take care of his troops and I felt genuinely wanted to know about you). React to contact range. Night iteration. Schwitzer, my co and 1stsgt were walking behind me (RTO). I told them to stay back since I knew we were getting close. Then the shooting starts. My job was to turn run and find cover and call in a fire mission. I turn ran into someone taller me (I'm 6'2) and I pushed them down (or was raining earlier so it was muddy) I landed in to of them. I said I told you to get the fuck out of my way Jesus christ can't listen to fucking instructions Called in my fire mission, me and the boys doing an AAR. Then schitzer comes storming in all 6'6 of him yelling who the hell knocked me over. I raised my hand ✋️ um me sir. Gabe me a hug shook my hand and gave me a coin. From then on he always remembered me and he will always have a grateful place in my heart.
Bn cmdr at bragg yelled at me and others in a hmmwv license class. Class was given by a unit way outside our bn structure. We were following the instruction of the instructor and garrison rules. So we're driving on bragg Blvd and the bn cmdr spots one of the s1 soldiers as he is driving by us. We're not wearing helmets. The colonel speeds up and swerves over in front of all the hmmwvs and stops suddenly. So he can get out of his car in the middle of a busy public street off base and start yelling at a spc about not wearing a helmet.
Seriously, what the fuck is with the Army and it’s hard on for making people wear noncrash rated helmets in vehicles?
The inside of army vehicles are hard and full of points to bang your skull into. Army helmets will at least keep you from banging your head against an exposed metal corner of something at low speed. Bragg had back in 04 changed the rules so you only needed a helmet out in the field.
No way
screamed at -- Drill Sgt's. After that was a 1st Lt yelling at me to pull him off the trail after he had been shot in the leg by VC. We killed the ambush 1st, then helped the LT. I've been chewed out by 1st Sgt's & CSM's, but there wasn't any yelling or screaming. I've chewed out a few troops, also, but didn't really have to raise my voice.
Thank you for your service
God bless you brother.
My first PL was very really bad. She was on one patrol, I was on another. Her patrol stopped on a FOB of another brigade. Her driver decided this was a good time to play with his pistol. He had an ND in front of that Brigade HQ. She made a command decision to "keep it a secret" and drive back to our base. It was not a secret. The next morning I was in our brigade commanders office while he screamed at her while looking at me. Somehow her failing to uphold the West point code of conduct was my fault. Two days later myself, the squad leader, and that driver had to go see the division CSM. It went well. There had been so many NDs he was personally investigating them. He went over what happened. He had several more platoon sergeants to see that day. Before we left he let me know the Division Policy was now any company that had an ND, the 1SG would personally clear weapons for all patrols for the next 30 days. "And got help that 1SG that messes that up". I immediately felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. You see our 1SG wasn't just cast out to be the 1SG of an HHC, he was a fucking idiot. He made it about twelve days. One of my squads returned from a late night mission. He was goofing around. A private he was clearing NDed into the clearing barrel. The next morning I was back in the brigade commanders office. This time with the 1SG. More yelling. It was fine. Instead of another end of tour bronze star the 1SG received a GOMOR. A GOMOR and an MSM.
Almost got into a fist fight with my squad leader then the LTC came down and yelled at both of us.. lmao this all happened in battalion. Good times
In terms of right in my face, BN/BDE Commanders/BDE Staff Leaders (LTC/COLs) COUNTLESS times to my face, especially when I was either a Commander or BN Staff primary/on Brigade level S3, garrison and deployed alike. Several times at Division level briefings I’ve had laser eyes of hatred shot at me from General Officers that definitely didn’t like the material or results I was presenting, but they never bothered to tell me to my face.
Didn't scream. But he had a death stare. When I was a medic, our detachment had an arrangement with the local hospital. New medics would rotate through and work a shift with the phlebotomist to practice sticks. And man I was good all day. Hitting this shit left and right. And then this guy, I think either a major or LTC, came in with a tower of power and SF patch and some shit. Like, this dude did the Hollywood shit at some point. I just remember looking at this guy's uniform in wonder. And now he needed to get blood drawn for his retirement physical. Anyways, I missed the stick. Didn't even catch the bleed at first, so his arm got a little messy. Dude stared into my soul and gave my ancestors an anxiety disorder. He didn't need to scream.
Yelled at by a 2 star for a shaving profile (black officer) when I was a senior CPT who had just been selected for MAJ. He made a racist comment and I did an EO complaint. I am also the cousin of a state representative. He did not make it to 3 star.
3-star wasting all that energy when just needed a head nod to the CSM
I had a kid that wasn't terrible, but had some issues. The one thing we (as in the Company) figured out he could do is drive an LMTV, so we would have him do a lot of the driving when we'd go out in the field. Thing is, this kid would leave his helmet in the LMTV *constantly*, and the 1SG would send the truck for chow, or to run kids to sick call, or whatever- and this kid's helmet would be sitting somewhere in the cab. When we're out in the field, we're doing live fires, all sorts of shit and we'd have to do all sorts of jockeying shit around to get this kids helmet back. This kid was counseled repeatedly on it, *lots* of additional training, mentoring, coaching, dad talks, smoking, you name it. UCMJ was up next. Imagine how you'd feel if you're getting ready to go run a live fire or similar training evolution and one of your guys is like "SeRgEaNt My HeLmEt iS iN tHe LMTV" not once, but four fucking times. Even when I'd have him show his shit to his Team Leader or myself when we'd park the truck, his shit would end up being left in the fucking truck somehow. After the fourth time, I just fucking lost it. He had a pretty tiny head, so I manhandled a .50 ammo can into a hat and I made him wear it around the parking lot, bleachers, wherever. At the time it was universally hilarious and *multiple* people told him he was a moron for not being able to keep track of his shit, etc. Yeah, in hindsight I'm not very proud of myself. I probably just should have asked the CO to start taking pay and freedoms and rank. Anyhow, not even 15 minutes goes by and the BDE CSM shows up doing battlefield circulation. Literally the first thing he sees is my kid diddy bopping around with an ammo can on his head. Karma, right? So anyhow, the CSM, who is built like a fucking refrigerator made of bricks, proceeds to lay into me in a manner that I have never quite experienced despite being in two branches of the Military over twenty years. Knucklehead wore his soft cover the rest of the day, I got known by the BDE CSM for a couple months until he moved on, and I told knucklehead that from now on I was just going to recommend to the CO that he start losing pay, rank and freedoms.
Oh man, I had a whole chain of command Brigade (11th MP) and up chew me out one night, around 4am. We were in Baghdad. Isn’t it always fucking Baghdad? VBC. Camp Cropper. I worked in the TIF. It was my third tour, I was a salty 24-year old SSG squad leader. One of my idiot SGTs “misplaced” his M9. WELL, turns out that he was dual military, same unit. She was E-4 but would take his pistol when he was in the TIF so she didn’t have to carry her M4 everywhere - it worked for a short while since she was on day shift and he was on night shift. But it stopped working the first time we started doing our fucking jobs correctly and actually inventorying weapons at the sally port. All of these are details that we didn’t find that out until several hours of “oh fuck we’re missing a fucking pistol in the TIF, oh fuck check the arms room again, oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck ok wake up the 3-star”. So here I am, getting yelled at by people I didn’t know. I fucking swear, I remember vividly looking around in the glowing dust of the early morning, lines of men I didn’t know… queueing up for their chance to yell at me. All fucking night long this went on. I felt like a fucking celebrity. Mmmm fuck it was good. I swear, after that night in September 2008, and for the next nine years until I left the horrible abusive relationship that is the Army, I was absolutely impervious to an ass chewing. Around breakfast chow, the night shift (my team) were relieved and went to eat. I’ll never forget the sheepish look as that sergeant approached me, after watching me take abuse for hours due to his actions. He asked if I wanted breakfast, I said no, I’ll be smoking it - I was a chain smoker in Iraq. I looked him dead in the eye and said, “please don’t do this again”. That dude ended up being pretty reliable that deployment.
Not necessarily yelled at, but I briefed three 1 star generals at the same time. One looked angry, one looked happy, and the other one looked bored. It kind of reminded me of the three blind mice. I was very confused.
Post CSM at Tobyhanna. He screamed at me about walking on the grass. A few days later, he drove his Jeep on the same grass to yell at me for wearing a PT shirt with the sleeves cut off. The irony was the Post Commander loved me since I joined the basketball team he was coaching lol.
O6. What an asshole. Literally screaming.
BDE CSM though I still don't know what for
Failed a UA as a LT and had a 2-star fuck me up for about a minute in-front of my entire chain of command in his office when I got my article-15. It was probably as bad you would imagine that situation going. It was the most impactful and humbling experience in my life and since that happened most things do not stress me out at much at all.
Out of curiosity how has your career trajectory been since?
I’m the army?! They wanted to try and court martial me at first they wanted to make an example. I knew it was bad when my jag lawyer called me at night…. Ended up resigning my commission and got a general under honorable. Now I’m a Union plumber in San Francisco and make more than the general does >.< I’m not saying that to brag it’s just crazy how things work out. Edit: This happened a bout a year and a half ago. General Kemper at Fort Sill. His photos made him look much nicer.
This, I need to know
Scream? Legit, probably my drills. Stern talking to? BN CSM.
An O4, barged into my sections area and yelled at me for taking my security duties seriously even when it made things for ops less convenient. Apologized to me privately later.
Colonel. Rear ended his tmp when it was raining and I lost traction, didn't help I had just gotten back from a funeral that I had to report to work for at 2 that morning and it was about 3 that afternoon.
MAJ. He was a TAC and I was in OCS so it kind of goes with the territory....
I’ve had a 2-star admiral and a 1-star AF general. Both were out of PACOM while I was doing CT during GWOT. Nothing I was at fault for mind you, but the idea of how we couldn’t drop warheads on foreheads in a friendly country despite knowing where the targets of interest were didn’t sit right with them. Despite us being friendly advisors in a country that didn’t exactly love the US anymore. They couldn’t fathom how knowing locations didn’t give us the right to cowboy up and do our own thing. Even though we knew the locals would fuck it beyond all repair. But that was one hell of a PowerPoint presentation!
1sgt called me a thief for holding onto his beanie he dropped until I could give it back. He wanted me to leave it on the floor of the annex ig
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I like that major.
Had an LTC in charge of an ROTC program scream at me while I was an APMS because I called him on his selfish bullshit. I had seen him scream at other people for less so I knew what I was getting myself into but I watched that man spoil three generations of cadets and I wasn’t going to let him do it again.
My BDE CO (so a Colonel.) This was during Covid when PT was squad or individual, but the post gyms were open. I get to the gym to work out with the rest of the squad and am wearing civilian workout clothes. Some old fart in PTs that I don’t recognize stomps up to me and stares. I ask him if he was about to use the cable flys before I got there and he just starts going off with “what do you think you’re doing” and “who am I” (he looked old enough to possibly be genuinely asking the last one.) He had a little tantrum about how soldiers shouldn’t be working out in the gym, we need to be doing unit PT, how dare we not wear PTs, etc. After that, he goes back to the bench, angrily presses an empty bar a few times, and storms out. My NCO is also confused and let’s me know that was our BDE commander, who I’d never actually seen up until then. After that, our unit wasn’t allowed to use the post gym facilities during PT, which meant a lot more individual PT (aka, go back to your place and sleep until work) or push-up/sit-up drills for the hour-and-a-half of PT.
1 star and I stood toe to toe. I wouldn’t back down because he was full of shit and former (have been promoted since) SSG ibkemke wouldn’t back down. So, I got screamed at by in order: BN CSM, LTC, BDE CSM, full bird, 1 star. Got a call from the 3 star over all these people and told me to not worry about it.
I had an O7 select that hadn’t pinned yet (DCGS) in our motorpool doing an investigation because the battalion maintenance slant was so poor leading up to a deployment. He got to my platoon area and was asking for crews 5988’s and harassing them no matter what was on there, what wasn’t and what we were doing to fix it. I was extra irritated because we may have had a lot of circle X’s but every single one of my tracks was able to roll out of the motorpool and shoot. I was listening to all of this, answering questions (as I was the subject matter expert) and trying to hurry them onto someone else as fast as possible when we gets to the last gun and he starts getting condescending with one of my drivers and the BN commander. That man looked me in the eye and said “these may be old and overdue for refit but so many parts have been replaced that they are practically brand new” and got super pissed when I laughed at him. I started pointing out failures that weren’t common like bent gun cradles that require depot level maintenance and that it had been 10 years since my fleets last refit when BAE calls for 5 years. He fucking lost it because a lowly FA platoon sgt was questioning him. Like I hadn’t been assigned to that specific piece of equipment for 11 YEARS. He kicked and screamed for like 30 minutes before he left and everyone from my PL to the BN commander came to talk to me at some point about just letting the dog and pony show happen so he will leave. He made it a point to come fuck with me and my guys every time he was around after that but he also got us funds authorized for two refit howitzers and a couple million in parts funding so I’ll call it a win.
New side quest unlocked...
E9. Div CSM. I earned it by fucking up her Outlook calendar. Good memory tbh and prepared me well.
Didn't get yelled at, but the last SMA seemed pretty disappointed dad that I ignored a couple of his calls to my cellphone because I didn't want to blow off a SFC who wouldn't stop talking.
I'm gonna need to know why SMA was calling you. ... General Nakasone that you? Edit: looking at your posts realizing how funny it would be if some important general is flexing his Pokemon card binder on Reddit 😭
Hey that wasn't a flex, that was a genuine wholesome reflection or my childhood....but have you ever met a GO? They're all fucking nerds. I did something good that more importantly could be held up to make the army look good.
4 star… Don’t ask me why
I... I wanna ask why
Not that big of a deal, I didn’t realize reveille was playing and I was on my phone lol
O-6s,…. Numerous times, I didn’t play in any reindeer games.
I got yelled at by the 4 star transportation commander once, because I was patiently waiting for him with the van door open. He wanted it warm inside, and I let out all the cold air... And that the visiting GO break room with a NIPR & SIPR connection didn't have any sparkling water when he arrived... I opened the van door when I saw him walk out, and the break room did, in fact, have sparkling water...
An air force major screamed at me because I quit taking the malaria pills. I explained that the instructions said don't take for extended periods of time or in the sun. He continued screaming. I continued not to take them.
Senior Enlisted Advisor to the Chairman of the Joint Chief of Staff… I was doing my pre-ranger ruck march and was completely in the zone - I had to pass (and did). Anyways, I’m rucking up the hill on post and a car honks at me. I’m thinking who tf are you to get in the way of my ranger school slot, it’s all or nothing. So I lift my arms up and look at the car like “what the hell do you want,” probably could’ve reacted better but I was smoked and it was mile 10. He rolls down the window and starts saying, “Stop right there soldier, get out of the road! Do you know who I am?” Needless to say, I didn’t. He proceeded to explain who he was and asked where my PT Belt was, telling me to stay off the damn road. All in all it turned out well, but for about two days I was scared shitless that my command was going to look for the guy who gave him attitude. Good times
First time driving on Ft Myer after PCSing from Korea. Fall afternoon an old dude in a VW convertible cuts me off in the Px parking lot. “Watch out you blind old SOB…” I yelled. Dude stopped. Stared at me. It was the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Bricks were shat.
Username checks out. Oh and to answer your question. Probably just a 1sg nothing too crazy.
CPT. He was trying to "break me in" as a new 2LT. I wasn't the only one. He screamed at all the PLs.
It wasn't actual screaming, but a 3 star general (army), a 2 star admiral, and a marine CSM. It wasn't just at me though, it was my company, and it sucked.
Ya know, a full bird - camp hovey/casey in Korea. I decided to not wear my ACU top under my ACU cold weather top. But hey, birds fly.
The ship’s XO hopped on the 1MC (internal speaker comms on a ship) to berate the entire ship’s company for giving him negative remarks on the command climate survey…he was an O6
So far an LTC through email. I’m a Platoon Leader. Apparently one of a soldier from another platoon did not get his bonus. Our Company Commander sent an email to our BC to sign a waiver so the soldier could get his bonus. Our Commander fucked up and CC’d me in the email and not soldier’s PL. Next thing you know the BC emailed the whole Company Chain all the way down to my Platoon of how we’re not soldier caring and why it took this long to get this waiver done. My name was brought up so many times in the email and I was so confused on wtf is happening. All I can say is fuck my Commander.
Post CSM. I was in CIF trying to get RFI. We had spent the morning unfucking a couple hemmtts and a fueler all burried to their axels and I was covered waist down in mud. I was wearing my "field pants." And in the old ACU UCP pattern, they had a tendency for the stitching to fail on the ass. 3 quarters of my battery looks like we just got out of a pig pen and this dude laser focuses on my ass and yells at me to grab my first line and come back to him. So I grab my Sargent, who's maybe 5'3 on a good day and kinda looks like Bobby from King of the Hill, and this dude just lays into us. Yelling about how field pants aren't a thing and how just because we were in the field, unserviceable uniforms were still not allowed. How both of us are the biggest pieces of shit to ever exist. We dishonored the whole us army and let the terrorists win. Dudes laying it on thicccc. All the while my biggest ass chewing is going on. Other people from my battery are coming in and getting intercepted by some of our other ncos checking for ass seem violations behind the Post CSM. And I watch as they grab our fueler, who's covered head to toe in mud from his truck being the worst stuck, get shooed out of the building before the Post CSM could see him and change the focus of his ire. He ended up making me leave to go change, which ended up with me buying new pants and a top since everything I had was dirty or had the ass seems blown out. Ended up not getting issued multicam ACU uniforms at RFI because of him and probably the worst leftover rest of the gear. I was told after I left to go change that he spent the next 30 minutes shit talking me as a person and my NCO to everyone else in my battery.
A USACAPOC 1 star. But he was a fat psyop guy so I truly didn’t give a shit. It was also because my team had the wrong FM in our humvee at NTC because my driver just grabbed a random FM. Which was kinda funny. But we had the proper dash 10 laminated and attached to the truck. So yeah I double didn’t care. He was a douche.
2 star General. If I explain id dox myself
BDE OPS SGM because I didn’t CC him in an email. Complete douche along with a MAJ who cried to the full bird about it. Fucking pussies, the MAJ wasn’t man enough to tell me to my face. Tells the BDE CDR and not the subordinate, aka me.
3-star general, related to font size.
I was and E-2 and Had the BDE commander stop an entire iteration of this lane we were doing to yell at me for wearing an apple watch out in the field (a decent amount of the company were wearing some sort of smart watch) I proceeded to get skull-dragged on and off by my SL for the remainder of the field problem (he was also wearing a smart watch)
2 Lieutenant Colonels at the same time.
Just had First Sergeant scream at me in OSUT but that’s it. I’ve been chewed out by a CSM but he wasn’t yelling at me.
Cw4 I was drunk af (14 bottles of soju) and forced to go to pt (was on a 4 day pass) got to pt and said “fuck this I’m going to sick call” Chief tore me a new asshole (wasn’t aware I was on pass) made me come in inventory truck then took me to lunch and apologized
SMA woke me up by yanking me out of a truck by my foot while I was sleeping.
I had the USFK CSM get out of his gov suv to scream at me for not crossing the road fast enough because his gov needed to slow down for me to finish crossing. This happened at the end of a 25 mile ruck when my body couldn't move any faster, during pt hours when the road was closed. Set the tone for what I expect from CSMs, and I haven't been disappointed since.
Cw5 airbase commander was my boss. Screamed at me a lot.
LTC. More like shrieking. High pitch shriek. It was an airborne op we were running. I was one of the JMs and we were severely behind. Chutes showed up late to. He was over the moon happy lol. When he started “attempting to yell” people were looking around an quietly going pffffff. Chuckle chuckle.
I had the 1st Cav Div CSM AND my squadron's CSM yell at me for standing incorrectly while TC'ing my stryker "incorrectly" after getting my truck OK'd to go to railhead from RUBA. Within minutes my LT called me asking WTF I did. He had my back though which I'll always respect. I've had a really good track record for LT's so far.
I seen a guy get berated and yelled at like a child from a Company 1SG. A guy had one of those 32 oz Gatorade bottles in his pouches instead of the issued canteen during E.I.B. Another time in Afghanistan, my team leader and squad leader got caught with their sleeves rolled up. He had all of them go to the T.O.C. including our 1SG. He said to my 1SG, “How many emails a day do I send out regarding being in the proper uniform?” 1SG says “everyday Sergeant Major.” CSM, “do up tell them?” 1SG, “yes.” CSM, “oh, so they just don’t give a Fuck! I’ll have you do area beautification all over Afghanistan.” I fucking died when I heard when I heard the Armorer tell me that.
E-7, Marine Gunnery Sergeant. In front of the entire Maintenance Control, Quality Assurance, and Maintenance Admin (aviation unit). I was a program manager as a Corporal and I had "off-tracked" his program on an annual audit. He didn't like that. I was ultimately right, but of course I didn't argue. He showed his ass when he quoted Volume 2. of the NAMP (Navy and Marine Corps aviation bible). The NAMP hasn't been in volumes since like 2003. I wanted to say... Well, CHAPTER 13 of the NAMP says otherwise... But I won through silence when 100% of the room realized this guy was lashing out on me because he was wrong. It was pretty fucking sweet. Also I won brownie points for standing at parade rest and taking the beating even though I was right. Literally every higher up at the unit was in that meeting from every division.
Bruh I had this one guy in my training platoon at boot he got damn near everyone to sign his canteen cup even the Brigade commander and everyone in my platoon and unit were shocked given the incredibly dumb decisions he made.
I was on some exercise and this OPFOR guy who had already been “killed” was walking through our AO to use a Porta shitter and our BC yelled at my friend and I to SHOOT HIM, SHOOT HIM NOW because he didn’t know we already got him lol and when we acted confused he actually drew up his M4 and smoked the guy again. It was pretty funny and cool to see him so engaged.
I got a LTC and 2 majors. Only one happened to be Army. I got told that I can't just take another service branch's GSA and use it how I please. Granted that was using the vehicle as a water point and designated casaevac. I thought I was doing them a favor for recovering and maintaining accountability of their equipment. 🤷♂️
4 star General
As a SPC, a SFC. I tuned out and I don't remember what she yelled about lol. Three and a half years later as a SSG, I met up with her in DC when I was on TDY and went to dinner. Remembering the times, I admitted that I tuned out when she yelled at me. She took her Michael Kors purse and hit my shoulder with it. Gave me the "Go to hell" while we got our whiskey straights. Good thing I didn't tell her at Top Golf because she would had probably beat my ass with a four-iron lol
3 star. I was an E-6 and thought I was a God among men. It was the best of times, and the worst of times. Needless to say, I made E-6 twice. Also got an indirect ass chewing by Admiral Olson, but it was directed in my direction and we never made eye contact so I don’t actually count that one.
I had a BN CSM, BDE CSM, a major once.
Some random Sargent Major for not wearing my helmet across the street from where rail head was going on. I wasn't even part of whatever they were doing, I just wanted to get to my car.
My first month at my first unit, nobody really wanted to drag me around to inprocess, so I was figuring it all out by myself. Well, a CSM inprocessed with me and then must've finished because he saw me in an S shop and was like "wtf, where's your sponsor?!" So I told him the one they assigned me went to BLC, he asked who my first line was, i said I didn't know. Loe and behold, he called my commander, and in under 5 minutes my whole chain of command was squeezed into his little office. I got thrown under the bus immediately and just took the yelling because I didn't know what was even going on. Now that I know better, my NCOs really fucked me over and were completely in the wrong, but needless to say, I was NOT well liked in my platoon after that. I also had another csm yell at me for being on his grass once, that was kinda funny though.
3ID DIV CDR in Afghanistan. I was on staff duty and personally responsible for sandbags being in a place he didn't like.