One school I worked had an old football helmet, with the face mask and chin strap removed, that had been painted a bilious green. The local school tradition required that, whichever teacher or in some cases administrator had the worst week or the worst single incident during the week, be presented with the Sh*t helmet after school on Friday. They were then transported to one of the local watering holes. Preferably a watering hole that offered free appetizers at their happy hour as teachers were, and in some cases still are, notorious tight wads except when it comes to spending money on their students or in their classroom.
Sh*t Helmet Honoree’s upon reaching the watering hole received free, “occupational” therapy appropriate and necessary attitude adjustment and if they wished free legal drug therapy until it was judged safe for them to go, or in some extreme cases be taken, home to their family.