Unforgiven48: A familiar told- Worked in the north, guarded a multi-storey. After work in the evening gathered in the apartment on the first floor to drink, after a few bottles everyone came out of the balcony and went home. This lasted about a week. One evening, everything was gathered again only on the 3rd floor. They drank, one man gathered home, said goodbye, and left. A few minutes later another man asks, and which way did he go? Everyone pointed to the side of the balcony, so we say on the 3rd floor then, ran to the balcony, look down, see the picture - sparkly snow and traces, In the morning this man comes alive and unharmed, he is asked you how normal? He says it’s okay, but what is that? Yesterday you fell from the 3rd floor when you were leaving home, you guys - it's okay to carry you, there was no such thing.
Gktuning: There was a similar variant in the army. In the spring, when trying to open one of the deadly painted windows, the glass collapsed and did not insert it. The same window at night most used as a door in order to shorten the way to the needle. As the autumn approached, the senior inserted the glass, only at night someone came out through it. The senior inserted the glass twice again with the same result, until the morning construction announced the installation of the glass and did not glue a cross on the cross of the insulator for reminder.
And what is interesting - all without injuries, the senior in this regard did the entire investigation - even scratches did not find.