I was working at the local
college radio station when we had our annual St Paddy's day bash. The manager had screwed up and ordered whole kegs (of green beer) and I was the only station person who could carry them. I spent the whole night schlepping kegs. As a result I was dead tired, sober, and green from the elbows down. At the end of the evening we all took a nap (we were going to NY the next morning). The DJ's went to the music library, the manager went to his office and I (the engineer) went to the sound booth. About an hour later the station manager was told by a security guard that there was a body in the sound booth. (I was very much alive, just tired and green.... and still sober.)