At St Mawgan circa 1989 pretty much the entire collection of top knobs managed to gather together in Ops for a shift handover during a full on taceval.
Way to good an opportunity for the NATO umpires to resist, so they just "blew up" Ops and we called Op ClusterF**K - or something - and manned up Standby Ops (an old shed somewhere on the airfield, with a battery powered HF in it).
Having been in the station car park on route to my shift as duty flying officer gofer, I duly found myself as duty ops controller standby ops AKA duty force controller AKA Harry Staish. It took about an hour for us to locate a Sqn Ldr to take over the controls.
My bid for substitution pay was rejected.