I once asked my father what was the funniest thing that happened to him when he served with the Army Air Corp's 386th Bomb Squadron in the Pacific in WWII. He was a master sergeant and was chief sergeant in charge of the armanments section of their squadron. Dad thought for a second or two and then told me this story.
Whenever his unit moved to a new airfield, as soon as possible after their airfield became operational, they built for the men some sort of shower building.
Dad said they had just finished the shower building and he decided to take his first real shower in a couple of weeks. He had just completely stripped down and entered a shower stall when he heard the first bombs from Japanese planes hit their airfield. Dad commented, "son you didn't want to be in any sort of a building when the Japs attacked our airfield, it was the first thing they straffed or bombed." So, without hesitation or bothering to grab any of his clothes or even a towel, he took off on a dead run out of the building looking for the first bomb shelter. It was a slit trench not too far from the shower building.
So, while on a dead run, butt naked, he got to the slit trench and dove head first into it. Much to his surprise it was already occuppied by several army nurses (WACS) and some full colonel and he landed on them. Their plane had landed at their airfield for refueling and had gotten off the plane shortly before the Jap air strike.
Dad said, the WACS giggled a lot at his predicament and the colonel was upset with him being out of uniform. I asked him what did he do while in the trench with them? He chuckled and replied, "wasn't much I could do but cover my privates with my hands and chat with the WACS till the Japs left.
Dad ended this story by saying, when he climbed out of the trench followed by the WACS, other airmen in his unit had quite a laugh at him as he tried to clamly walk back to the shower like nothing had happened.
