When I was in the RAF working at Lyneham the highlight of a nightshift was rallying the Corsa van around the perry track (around the airfield perimeter). You had to be careful as you didn’t want the muppets up in air traffic seeing you attempt to copy Colin McRae. The Chief Tech wondered why the tracking was always needing to be done….
Same unit, same chief oddly enough. Has a very heavy night and comes into work feeling worse for wear. It just so happens I have some Alka Seltzer in my locker. Being a nice chap I offer a sachet to the Chief and he accepts and knocks it back. Ten minutes later the OC and the Chief have a meeting to go to. They don’t get far before the Alka Seltzer works it’s magic and he spews up everywhere in the van. He misses the boss but ends up out on the grass in front of the main terminal building chundering everywhere. I wasn’t too popular for a day or two after that.