I would have gone home to change into spikes and... OOPS!
Or eat foods that give one uncontrollable and raunchy gas. Crop dusting extreme.
I would fain tripping on one of them and kneeing another in the guts (maybe another word that rhymes with guts), the roll over screaming that my knee/ankle/whatever was blown out and told them they would be hearing from my attorney for intentionally endangering my health through their blatant and flagrant acts. Hello Win Column!!!