When I was going through naval aircrewman school in Pensacola in 1980, we had spots in front of the school house for the division officer and leading chief to park in and everyone else had to park about a block away. We had this moron stash ensign who was assigned to the school to assist the DO while he was waiting for his pilot class to commence, and he drove an RX-7 and was always parking in the chief's spot. The chief kept politely telling him not to do that, and the ensign kept telling him an ensign outranks a chief and that he could take whatever chief's spot he wanted.
We were coming back from the obstacle course one day, and the chief stopped our class, and had us pick up the ensign's RX-7, carry it through the front yard of the school house, and lean it up against a big oak tree so it was sitting at about a 45-degree angle. Then he gave us a "class dismissed" and we all took off on liberty. We were gone when the ensign came out to go to lunch and found his car in that awkward position and with no one around to help him get it down, and I never got to see his reaction, but I heard it was pretty spectacular. The best part was the pilot/flight officer barrack was right across the street, and our ensign went over there to get some aviation officer candidate students to help him get his car off the tree, and as anyone who's seen An Officer and a Gentleman knows, those guys are run my Marines, and they told our ensign to get lost.
His car was still there the next day, and he got someone to get it down while we were at class, but that car was never parked in the chief's spot again after that.
