I had an empty warehouse were me and my uncle/coworker user to do shit like this all the time. My uncle came close to flipping a forklift multiple times. We took the foam insulation that was supposed to insulate garage doors and would cut and make airplanes out of them (simple airplanes and in no way aerodynamic). We then climbed up on the orange shelves that we had that were about 20 ft in the air and would toss them. I have so many stories that I could tell.

We had 16 ft garage door panels leaning up against a fence that separated us from the rest of the warehouse (just used as storage). One day, we had an order for one of the 16 ft doors. My uncle thought it would be funny to show off and toss it down real quick and catch it. This turned out to be a bad idea because: Two packs make a door. There was one door left. When he took the first one down, it slid in to the bottom of the last pack causing it to come down too. I tried to stop it with my arm, but his neck took the majority of the blast. This is were it got funny. He falls to the ground. He panics and jumps up, can't stand and falls right back down. Then are other coworker walks over and tells him "Dude, stop playing around."

They also gave us an electric palet jack. That baby would run at least 15 mph. There were a lot of near death experiences with that as well, but we hurt it more than it hurt us.

There was a couple of people that decided to make "houses" out of our foam insulation. I was not one of them, but I did take occasional naps on "insulation pillows".

Another near death experience: my father used to be the D.C. manager. He quit when they got bought out and my father got shafted. Anyway, after we got bought out and they were fucking us as well and relocating, we stopped caring and would not give any fucks as far as work went. Don't get me wrong, I tried. But after working 20+ hour days for $8.00 an hour, I gave up. Since productivity was down, they had to bring in my dad through a temp service and he basically took over again (he needed the money). Anyway, we had a building in the back for training garage door installers. It hadn't been used since we had gotten bought out and we needed the extra room. So... who ends up taking down the building? Not construction workers and electricians. So, here we are taking down the building and this retard (not making fun, he really was slow) is taking down the other end of the building while my dad and everyone else is taking down the other side. I'm standing around not giving any fucks because I hate my job, when the slow guy yells "He lay this down!". So, I take the wood and lay it down. The whole goddamn building falls on my dad. I freak out and am thinking I just killed my dad... well, I'm lucky that he is one tough son of a gun. Not even a fucking scratch.

More stories, but this is the last one I'm writing. When we first started, the warehouse manager was the biggest douche I have met to this day. Constantly called me a dumbass. That shit gets old when someone calls you names and isn't joking. One day, my uncle finds a metal pipe and is waiting out for him out by the office. Douche knows he is out there. Stays in there for hours until my uncle gives up to go blow off steam. Douche later gets caught stealing stuff from the delivery trucks and gets fired. He cried like a baby walking past everyone.

Okay I lied, this is the final story. We got some pretty questionable characters through the temp service. Now, I want you to know that I am in no way racist, but I was raised in a small town with only white people. When I started working here, this was my first experience with black people. Had two temps at this time and one I liked. Both black (this does relate to the story because he might have been referring to himself at the end), one was dating the others mom. The tall black guy was funny (constantly talking about getting head from 60+ year olds and 300 pound woman at the Ramada). The other had a limp and was weird. One day, we are all sitting around on break at the table and he comes limping in and sits down facing away from the table and toward the coke machine. This motherfucker unbuttons his pants and drops them... and then takes off his goddamn leg! The girl from the office comes out to get a coke. Doesn't see him. Right behind her, he starts shaking his fucking nub at her... she never knew about it until we told her. Later the dude comes up to me out of no where and says this "Would you suck a big black dick for a big red apple". I stare at him knowing he is trying to get me in a joke. "Umm... no". He then grins really big and says "Aww... so you'll do it for free then?!". In front of all my coworkers. I still get asked "Hey, landonkrussell, had any good big red apples lately?".

Yeah... I have a lot more stories...