My worse day at work was much like this story.
While my ship was in port, I was assigned to a painting crew who was spray painting a bomb magazine in the very bottom deck of the Aircraft Carrier USS Saratoga. We used 5 gal cans of dry-cleaning solvent as a paint thinner, which I was using to sit on while I taped my paper coveralls to my boots. The pressure of me sitting on that can caused the fluid to come out the lid opening and soak into my paper coveralls like a wick. It then passed through my dungarees and onto the skin of my rear admiral, and in no time I started to feel the most intense burning you could imagine. In a flash I was climbing up the vertical ladder which went several decks, yelling my head off all the way.
Making a long story short, I made it back to the Petty Officer barracks where we were three to a room. I tried to shower it off, but it only made the burning worse. By this time I had thick throbbing welts and opened blisters covering my butt. I then pulled out the block of ice from the fridge (we cooled the fridge with block-ice in those days) and then put the ice block in the bathtub and then sat on it butt naked.
What a laugh my room mate had when he came in and there I was butt naked sitting on a block of ice.
* For those asking why I didn't go to the infirmary, you could get in trouble for on the job injuries in the military. Injuries often when un treated because of the policy.
Ouch-YoucH!