An old supervisor of mine came in really excited one day. I asked him for help with something so he came and sat with me. Before I could start he excitedly explained this his sister was pregnant. He said she wasn’t telling anybody until after 12 weeks in case something happened. I was trying to make him feel better about spilling the beans but what I said was “Don’t worry, something could happen after 12 weeks.”
There was this moment where we just stared at each other in horror. I sort of shrugged to say I don’t know why I did that.
Worse thing: something did happen after 12 weeks.
I was literally shit on.
Kinky
It more negatively affected the customer I was serving, but when I worked in food services, for all of two weeks, the credit card processing machine was sticky from someone spilling soda on it and the buttons stuck and gave an extra press or two.
So I charged a couple over $2,000.00 for two sandwiches, fries and medium drinks when trying to quickly enter in the charge and hit enter.
The manager spent ~20 minutes on a call with the payment processor and was able to reversed it and all was resolved but I panicked there for a bit.
