Ages ago, I saw a girl from Cachet (didn't know better at the time!) named Shauna. Since I had just moved into a new place, she decided she wanted to christen each room with her talents: shower, bedroom, den, living room... kitchen.
Here she was, up on the counter for some DATY when she asks me to put it in.
I'm not a tall guy. The counters were standard height. If you've never had a spasm in your oblique muscles, count yourself lucky.
A couple of weeks later, my back was finally approaching normal again, but I'll not forget the apologetic treatment she gave me after I fell to the floor. Was almost worth it.