I vote for myself. On a cold windy Chicago layover I slipped off the curb and landed in some slush. I'm soaked from butt to toes. Luckily for me I did this on the miracle mile for all to see. I had cars slowing down, honking and rolling down their windows to yell out compliments on my landing. My crew enjoyed it too. Weather was -18 and blowing 20....brrrr.