I accidentally scraped a car in the parking lot when suddenly, my boss came running out of the building, yelling, “Who hit my car?!” Embarrassed, I admitted it was me and assured him I’d pay for the repairs. Instead of calming down, he went on a long rant about responsibility.
Just then, my coworker walked by and casually said, “Boss, isn’t this the company car you scratched last week?” My boss instantly turned bright red, mumbled something under his breath, and stormed back inside.