I dont think I've ever told this story here. Back in '72 my father died, and by that I mean he was technically, medically and legally dead (He's alive now) He was in the Navy, working as a jet mechanic. He had to wear a padded, almost sound proof helmet because the engines on the jets had to be on while he worked on them. All mechanics were told they were NOT allowed to wear the helmets anywhere other than inside the shop because of them being soundproof.
Well, my father being my father decided that rule didnt apply to him, so one day he's walking across the flightdeck, helmet on, when a plane crashes. They send out the fire engines to take care of the fire, sirens blaring, horns honking, the whole 9yrds. Well since my dad had the helmet on he couldnt hear any of it, and got smackeded by one of the firetrucks, full speed. His body went flying across the flightdeck, dragging on the ground the whole way, friction causing his skin to peel off from his body, from mid section up to his left side of his face.
After they brought him back, they needed to do a skin graft, and back in the day when they did skin grafts they used the skin off your butt to do it, because its excessive skin, thus leaving my dad with one butt cheek. Well, when I heard this I couldnt stop laughing. My dad asked me what the hell was my problem, and all I said was "Dad, if you're ever at work and they tell you you're doing a half assed job, just smile and tell them you know"
And yes, this is a true story