At 2:15 a.m. on a 12 kV feeder, I’m up a creosote pole on Bucks with both lanyards set, Class 2 gloves on, covers on the secondaries, and a voltage check done when a mosquito parks on my nose. I kept three points of contact like the book, flicked it with the fourth, and my groundman nearly dropped the handline — what’s your safest-but-silliest moment that still got a laugh?