My worst story (which is kind of funny now).
When I was in high school, I worked part time at a department store in the juniors fitting room. I worked behind a little desk thing in front of a doorway. Once I was working and a woman came in with her little girl and they were just inside the doorway in front of my desk. The girl said something to her mother in a low voice, she leaned down to hear what she was saying. Then she asked me if I had a tissue, I reached for one as she continued her sentence.. "Because my daughter is going to throw up." I had heard enough, and I climbed ON TOP of the desk and JUMPED over the mother and daughter and out of the room. I ran full speed down two floors, and into our stockroom. I cowered in the corner crying for what seemed like forever. Apparently store security saw me in one of their cameras running through the store crying, and hunted me down finally finding me in the stockroom. Their whole staff of 7 was in there, trying to figure out what had happened. (they thought there was an attempted robbery or fight) I had to tell them that a little girl had thrown up in the fitting room, and well... that was it. I quit (over the phone) the next day. I couldn't stand the thought of ever going in that room again, what if there was a stain on the floor??The real funny part about that story is that I never actually saw or heard anything. It could be that the girl never actually even got sick, I guess I will never know and am very happy about that! [img]smileys/smilies_04.gif[/img] But I do have a good laugh about it every now and then. Can you imagine being that mother, seeing someone jump over you suddenly hysterical? haha
--Tink