My random theoretical physics dork story: In grad school (not for physics), there was a dive bar on campus with lots of writing on the walls. Mostly, things like "Sigma Chi rules" "No it doesn't" "Your a douche" and so on. One wild and crazy night, I ordered a second Sloe Gin Fizz, visited the restroom as a result, and in a moment of drunken courage, I wrote next to the urinal "Heisenberg may have been here." A few weeks later, I came back and underneath it somebody wrote "And his cat too!", and underneath that "It's Schroedinger's cat you idiot." It is still there to this day, but has the word "cunt" written over it in red indelible marker. "Starting quantum physics flame-wars on the wall of a dive bar" still appears on my resume, as it is one of my proudest achievements (and that includes all 11 of my illegitimate children).
Of course, the irony is that nobody appeared to get that I should have used "might" instead of "may"