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I put my leg through the ceiling of a General's office. He wasn't the commander of the base mind you, he was the commander over several bases.
Someone had asked my team to repair one of his lights, and his office was in a WWII era building that had had a facelift. So most everything you could see was newer looking, but that did not apply to the base structure of the building, which included the area above the ceiling. Took a bad step and CRASH, huge mess.
Lucky on two points: He wasn't in his office, and I was able to grab support so as to not fall all the way through.
His secretary heard the commotion and yelled, "oh gosh, are you ok?" Bless her, she was concerned for me. Friends/coworkers laughing their asses off in the ceiling with me.
"Not sure. I think I probably need CPR!" Couldn't resist saying this. Friends still howling.
"Oh jeez, I'll call the Fire Department".
"No, not necessary. I'm fine now, thank you."
I never did see the General, and they didn't want me in his office to clean the mess.
So this was my biggest mess in a figurative sense due the circumstances. Which would have been orders of magnitude worse had the General been at his desk.
Thats a great story