Here’s a couple I’ll share:
1 - While in CEGEP, I was a member of the student TV team, we had cameras, mixing boards, video boards, the works. We did many dumb things, but only one that ended up in injury (still have a tiny scar). Every month or so, we’d do a big screening of our new productions, which could be short movies we had made, montages of images to music, weird questions we’d ask the teachers, etc… This one time, though, we only had about half an hour’s worth of content to show, and the screening was the next day! We needed at least one more hour. We went and rented some movies with interesting visuals, and one of us started doing montage with that, while a couple of friends and I went out with the camera to generate footage. At one point, we decided to do a short film where guys in different parts of the school just get up and start running (we played Jane’s Addiction’s ‘GO’ as a background :rooleyes:) then meet, run together and enter the bathroom running fulltilt. Basically the joke was going to be the ‘2 seconds to go to the bathroom’ gag. The cameraman was inside the bathroom, in front of the door, but well out of the way. There is a little wall when you enter, with some sort of plastic light fixture on it. I throw the door open, run in first, and somehow miscalculate the wall’s lenght and turn right into it. My head snaps back and my face explodes in pain. I’m convinced I just broke my nose. My whole face hurts like hell. I put my hands on my face and stagger to the mirror. My friends are giving me a hand staying up, but they’re also laughing their asses off. I looked at myself in the mirror, but I was still holding my head from the pain. I saw that my nose was actually fine. I’m thinking “Wow! I didn’t even break anything!” and my hands come down. My fingers catch my attention, since there’s blood on them. I look back at myself in the mirror: I split my forehead and it’s bleeding like crazy, there’s blood all over my face.
It’s about 7:00PM, and most day students have left. We go to the security guard’s station to get his first aid kit. I’m trained in first aid and a bit dazed, so I had decided to perform first aid on myself. We get there, the guard (Whom we know on a first-name basis, since we leave at closing time which is around midnight or one, depending on the night) freaks out and admits to us he’s deathly affraid of blood! He turns white and starts hyperventilating! So to fast-forward a bit, we calm him down and put a couple of big band-aids the gash on my forehead. Then, do we go to the hospital? No! Not yet, we have to finish the movie! So we create a lame ending that lets us keep the footage of me hitting the wall full-tilt and then go to the hospital. I get stitches and then we race back and keep filming. FTR, we had about 1 hour and 45 minutes to show the next day, all told, so we fared OK on that one.
2 - Still in CEGEP with the same people. We’re doing a film in which there is, obviously, a fight between two guys. We’re in the student-tv offices, on the ground floor, by the main corridor from the front doors. It’s about 15 past noon and two of my friends decide to choregraph the fight we’re going to film. So they start pushing and shoving, grinning ear to ear, exaggerating their motions and so on “for the camera” (we’re not filming, alas) when friend A throws friend B right next to the door, on the wall that’s shared with the corridor. Of course, friend B goes with it, and smashes in the wall. He ended up breaking throught the dry-wall, and cracking the outer wall in the corridor. There was a huge hole in the wall, plaster dust everywhere, and there are tons of people walking aroung in that corridor, since it’s lunch and people are leaving/coming back, thus uson the front doors. We ended up hiding the hole with a poster for a day, then moving some lockers in front of it, before smuggling drywall and plaster in one weekend and “fixing” the wall and repainting it. The only thing holding the drywall in place is plaster around it, and we cut it so we had to wedge it in.I just hope no one leans on it or tried to tack a poster, because it will break.
3 - Hangover from hell!! A couple of years back, after a night out drinking (heavily) with my then-girlfriend, we came home, fooled around, and then decided to give each other massages with baby oil. [time passes] we pass out. I wake up, half-awake, half-dreaming. I’m just soooo thirsty, my mouth is horribly dry and I’m half asleep, half-awake. My eyes still closed, I fish aroud for my water squeeze-bottle for a drink. I grab a bottle and take a heaty swig and swallow. Ugh! Baby oil! I spit, but I still had swallowed most of it. I ended up getting up, brushing my teeth, having a huge glass of water and two tylenols and going back to bed. Woke up later feeling shitty, but survived. To this day, I make sure I have nothing else than a glass of water at arm’s reach when I go to bed.