I worked at one of those jet ski rental places where tourists come and rent a jet ski for a half-hour. One of us workers had to sit out on a "chase boat" all day, roasting in the sun, with a clipboard, while the others would rent jet skis, safety tips, put on the lifejacket, stay 100 yards apart, etc. Then, lead the tourists out to the operating area, on a jet-ski, check on chase boat operator, and ride back in. Clipboard guy has a whistle and he gives you the signal when your 30 is up.
So, we figured out that we could sit out there on the chase boat all day, in the sun, and drink beer. Only real rule is nobody can see the beer and you can't come back in with a boat full of empties.
So, we figured out that if you tear a beer can - twist it until it tears open, it will sink and be gone to the depths, forever.
Routine then was, one person sits in chase boat, one person rides jet ski back and forth guiding the tourists to the operating area and that person would stop off at chase boat and "check on chase boat" which meant drink a beer with chase operator. Rotate every few hours - "chase needs to take a leak, I'm going to sit out here for a while." We would drink about 12 beers each, per day, at work. Seriously, put down a 12-pack, on the clock. Lukewarm coors light bud light or Red Dog.
Nobody was the wiser until my friend, trying to tear a beer can and sink it, cut the fuck out of his hand and needed stitches. Our story didn't hold up, we smelled like beer (but in my mind my tolerance was so high I was not visibly drunk). Then all our coworkers ratted us out - "those fuckers have been doing this all summer."
Terminated, not eligible for rehire.
CS - wherever you are these days - I really enjoyed drinking at work with you, and I hope you are well.