46. Smile, You’re On Camera
I used to work at a large fast-food chain. Every three months, there was a big full-day top-to-bottom examination of the entire shop by a company-appointed reviewer. We generally knew they were coming at some point, but it was completely unannounced. If the company actually allowed enough money for the stores to follow through with the head office’s procedures it would have been fine, but they didn’t.
So the stores would always freak out when the person showed up. The reviewer came, and an employee who we suspected was selling dope outside of company hours—and some suspicion of during—walked into a cold room, grabbed something out of his pocket, and accidentally dropped an acid tab onto his hand. Instead of hiding it back in his pocket, he decided to ingest it.
All this happened while the reviewer was checking to make sure all the cameras were working properly, hence, it was all seen live by myself and this reviewer. The guy was fired on the spot and called the reviewer a name. He ended up dealing full-time and was taken into custody for it, narrowly escaping prison.