Not me, a guy my dad knows
and also he wasn't actually sacked for this, just demoted, but it's close enough for the topic so fuck it.

So, at the time of this story this chap was a corporal who had been promoted six times. I'll just give you a moment to do the maths on that one. He was on a tour in Northern Ireland (when it was rather more uppity than it is nowadays) and was assigned to guard and generally look after some officer.
The very first morning he gets woken up at 5am to be told there's an urgent thing going on, so gets ready and goes to meet his officer, whereupon he discovers that the urgent event is that said officer likes to walk his terrier at half five in the morning. Summoning all his tact and diplomacy, our hero's opinion on this is:
"You got me up at five o'clock in the fucking morning just so you could walk your fucking mangy little mutt?"

And he was on the next plane back to the mainland.
(An Inflatable Bearded Whumpus, Thu 29 May 2014, 15:46, 1 reply)

Lol. He wasn't wrong though, was he?
The armed forces are the ideal storage place for humourless cunts like that officer. It's clearly best they're in the army with at least some chance of being legally shot.
(eViLegion Chief Commissioner of the Scottish Lunacy Board, Thu 29 May 2014, 18:19, closed)