A TINS story told by a LCDR (since passed-RIP) in my first squadron. As a JO he was assigned to a Banshee squadron on deployment and was in port. I guess there was an officer's brow and a separate enlisted brow on this carrier. He went ashore on liberty, came back after lights out somewhat in his cups and went to what he thought was the head to relieve the pressure. When he realized the sound of the stream wasn't quite right and his eyes became adjusted it became apparent he was pissing on someone's desk instead of the urinal. He shut it off and got the hell out. Turns out they had moved the officer's brow to another level while he was on liberty. The next morning his XO was raging about someone pissing on his desk. 
