Many of these stories are somewhat familiar, i.e. winding my way through a maze of corridors and through the kitchen with a ton of gear. Up and down stairs etc. But the top three worst for me are as follows (abbreviated for space):
3. Loading a chopped B3 into a snow-bound country club across ice and slipping, hitting my head very hard. No question about the concussion, and no gig either because it was a blizzard. The band was trapped for the night with the waitresses in the lodge for the party of their lives, and I was in total misery with not even an aspirin for relief. Got dug out the next day.
2. We packed the band's truck for a road trip that was to begin the next day and left it parked behind the club after a gig. Crooks hotwired the truck but only got two blocks away because it had no gas. So they broke into the back and off loaded whatever they could carry - guitars, keyboards, etc. leaving the truck stranded with the back open in the middle of a highway. Road trip was canceled, nothing was insured.
1. The load-in onto the gambling ship went perfectly thanks to high tide. When the ship returned it was an extreme low tide and humidity was 100%. No help and no sympathy - I was left alone at 2am to attempt to drag my equipment up a long steep wet aluminum gangplank. More than once I slipped and went back down the metal ramp holding onto my gear for dear life because letting go would mean it could slide all the way off the dock into the water.
I had several nightmare events related to gambling boats/ships, including having to setup next to the engines and/or exhaust, voltages that went up and down with the engines, speaker stands falling over because of rough water... I swore ship gigs off.