Here is mine;
The first day into my new job I was being trained as a service engineer for a local alarm company. My colleague was showing me around a very large house in the cotswolds, the house was full of posh type people (the sort with wellies and horses).
Being my first day, I was very nervous as I was trying to take things in, I suddenly had the pains in my stomach that told me I needed an Eartha Kitt. I tried to ignore it but the turtle was well and truly awake, so I had no option-I had to cut the cake, and very soon!
I asked my colleague to take a look out as I went to the very top of the house to get rid of my belly ache.
10 minutes later, the load was off my mind and I was so relieved, I pulled the handle to flush the evdence away, obviously with too much force-the handle snapped off in my hand, without the flush working.
I could have died there and then and had to walk downstairs (with the handle in my hand) to explain to the owner (and his guests) what had happened, my trainer was rolling around in stitches as I stood white as a sheet in front of them.
Needless to say, my employers had to write a written appology to the customer and also a tidy cheque to cover the damages.
I still work for the same company but I haven't had to return to the house and dread the day I ever will!