accidentally scraped a car in the parking lot. My boss came sprinting out of the building, screaming,“Who hit my car?!” Embarrassed, I admitted it was me and said I’d cover the repairs.
Instead of calming down, he launched into a full-blown lecture about responsibility.
That’s when my coworker walked by and said, “Boss, isn’t this the company car you scratched last week?” My boss turned beet red, muttered something under his nose and stormed back inside.
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