I was in a group(IT) that's reputation was to do the impossible.
We did a number of development projects that were sure to fail, only they didn't. It wasn't because they were easy.
Many times we waded into places and commitments that others were too smart to be involved in. The teams I was part of always delivered.
Getting told in the middle of the day to pack and go...... somewhere...... anywhere.... and you can come home when the client/country/continent was happy.
You never knew who the unlucky person would be. Several years I w*rked on the same floor as the CIO. I learned not to walk past his office. There was a danger of walking by and hearing "hey you, I know you can un-blank this"
There were the disaster recoveries. Not the drills. I was fortunate enough to get to go to the real things. I have lived in data centers in some really great places. Spent a fair amount of time in Boston, someone told me there's water around there.
I was thinking about a guy today, he worked for a hardware vendor. I worked with him on different mutual client disaster recovery adventures.
We were both in our 30's, but he always looked like he was dying. Like he was purple, not cause he was trying to be purple, he just was. I always thought his head might explode, but it didn't. Hope he is still breathing.
There was on DR I remember so well. We chose to implement a 36/12 shift. You and someone were a team. Each worked 36 hours while the buddy had 12 hours to sleep. You had 12 hours of overlap and turnover. I never saw so many stupid people.