1) I finished out my tour in West Germany in the BorderOps office. Since my shift ended at 0600, I was occasionally called upon to take VIP's to the border. We were in transition between GP's and HMMR's, and had a couple of Mercede's jeeps to boot. One morning I got off, signed out a Mercedes to take the Regimental CSM to the border, and topped it off at the fuel point like I did all other vehicles that we took to the border. Halfway to the border it started sputtering and kicking and I noticed the Unleaded Fuel Only sticker in English that had been pasted on dashboard. I pulled into a local petrol station and filled it up. The CSM had to pay with his own money as I was tapped.
2) I had to stand at a payphone in pouring rain and tell my the lady I had just consumated a relationship with over a 3-day pass (now my wife of 15 years) that she needed to see her doctor because I might have contracted a VD. Turns out I'd just gotten a UTI on the field problem after my weekend pass, but neither of us knew that at the time.