During a machine gun exercise, a butterbar was yelling at me to wait on the others for "talking guns." It was supposed to be realistic, in that we had reactive targets. When I disregarded his advice, he got a little louder about it. I had to explain to him that targets in the open with all the other guns down meant I was good to go. He didn't buy it so I eventually listened. Then I got my butt chewed by some of the senior enlisted for not firing.
Another butterbar on my Iraq deployment told me to move my truck off the side of a main road while we were holding a cordon. I tried to tell him my truck with the 240B on top should be the first line of defense. He promptly told me his 2 guys with their m16's would be better. This is a main road with no speed limit. The lt. didnt like what I had to say about his lack of experience or lack thereof once back at base.