We had a moving guy that I would call to move equipment for my crew in SW Bell offices in Waco, TX. The guy was 100% dependable (which endeared himself to me) but he looked like an unmade bed. When I sent the guy to our business office (bunch of gals taking orders) I would usually get a call from the office supervisor griping about his pants dropping down in the rear exposing a very scary sight.
I would listen politely and tell her I would deal with it.
That picture reminded me of Darlene!
While at Cape Canaveral we had a Material Control (supply) Civil Service woman (I use the term woman lightly) that was quite big and had rather large bosoms. Sometimes when we were in the warehouse she would lean over, push her boobs together and yell out, "Wanna see a fanny!!!?"