Ok, you want a water in the ceiling story, it’s not a good one it’s just the most memorable one:
One day when I was a wee lad (maybe like 14) I woke up to a weird sound. Can’t really describe but something was happening roughly every thirty seconds. Definitely included some draining water sounds.
Then I get up and feel that my floor is both wet and hot, I squish my way across the carpet and out of my room where my dad is panicking. On this day I learned that panicking people are fucking useless. Unable to address the obvious cause of their problem even when presented with the source.
He’s going on about how the pipe above the garage must have brown and is hitting the garage ceiling with a crowbar trying to drain it. No amount of me telling him, the leak is in my room, above the floor would stop him destroying his ceiling.
Realizing he was a lost cause, I went back to the hot water puddle and looked around for the source.
It was the radiator. I actually have the section of pipe that burst. The plumber let me keep it.