Three dead generators, sitting in a tree, L-E-A-K-I-N-G!
One of the women in our property management department put herself through college as a small-engine mechanic. If anyone had a problem with a generator or a forklift she got called before we ran to the service company because even if she couldn't or didn't want to fix it she could do better troubleshooting than anyone on staff and it cut down on the repair times.
In August one year we're doing the annual disaster readiness check, and part of that was looking over all the portable generators we had in case of trouble with our big diesel genset.
One won't start. The IT guy checking them tries spraying starting fluid on the air filter, tries changing the plug, etc. Normally he'd just put in a ticket and assign it to property management like he would an out-of-date fire extinguisher. But not this time. He's a smart guy! He can probably figure it out a lot faster than that old lady can!
It isn't spark (he shocked himself testing it) so it has to be fuel! So he takes apart the carburetor, cleans everything even slightly dirty, and puts it back together.
Not only doesn't it start, it also leaks gasoline. He takes apart a working generator to compare, finds he'd done something backwards, and then reassembled them.
Now neither starts and both leak.
As he's taking apart a third to compare it to the previous two he gets caught because the warehouse reeked so badly you could smell it inside the office.
The woman from property management finally gets called. She walks down, takes a cursory look, and says "You can't start them with a closed choke, and you can't reuse gaskets."
Three dead generators out of nine was a fail, so we re-ran the entire DR check three weeks later after they'd been serviced and Mr. Mechanic had been given walking papers.