One day, I was putting the front license plate on my sister's car inside my father's warehouse. My father came into the warehouse with the crew to explain what was going to be needed on the truck for the job that night. I had just finished my sister's car and was beginning to back it out of the warehouse. When I started the car, everyone started backing away. My father stepped on the pallet jack and it rolled. He lost his balance and fell, tipping over a 5 gallon bucket of epoxy resin. His pants were soaked in it and he started swearing and cussing. I was stifling my laughter and he told me to run home and get him a pair of sweat pants. I was laughing the whole way.