Not a disk, and not me
Forty years ago, I worked for a company that used DG minicomputers as its platforms. The parallel output board was a modified tape-drive board, and for some reason was a bear to seat. If you included one-thumb push ups in your daily exercise routine, you were probably fine. If not, seating these boards meant strain and frustration. The head tech support rep when I got there said that you just about had to take a flying kick to seat them.
A couple of years later, a co-worker was at a customer site and called to have one of these units sent overnight. Nobody was particularly surprised at the request, and nobody inquired. It was some time later that I learned that the other guy, having exhausted what he had of patience, placed the board so that some inches extended out from the chassis, then gave it a kick. I am a bit surprised that the customer's manager didn't call and complain. The kicker, it is true, was laid off somewhat later, but this was in the nature of a reduction in force, when a couple of other people from other departments were laid off as well.